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Rev. WILLIAM ANSON REIMERT 


THE MARTYR OF HUPING 


A PORTRAIT OF HIS SPIRIT 


A man would rather leave behind him a por- 
trait of his spirit than a portrait of his face. 
So Jesus must have felt, for we have no like- 
ness of our Saviour’s face to which we can go 
for inspiration, but it is His Spirit which in- 
spires our whole life. His Spirit has animated 
noble and unselfish men of every age, and it is 
His Spirit living yet that has prompted this 
deed of self-sacrifice and love that has thrilled 
our whole community. 


ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON. 





THE 
MARTYR OF HUPING 


The Life Story of 


William Anson Reimert 
Missionary in China 


Pah BY 
ALLEN R. BARTHOLOMEW, D.D. 
SECRETARY 


BOARD OF FOREIGN MISSIONS 
REFORMED CHURCH IN THE UNITED STATES 


PHILADELPHIA, PA. 
1925 


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UndereWariGloudsincsnccnis slciea' as 15 
Ther Martyr) LUrong cis coisa sievete 21 
In the Days of His Youth....... 27 
Influence Upon Class Mates..... 33 
ZEAL TOD MISSIONS iy. a eee ees 39 
Appointment by the Board..... 45 
AS ani iGVanPelise yi: mice tee wes 51 
The Conversion of Ma..:...... 59 
Our House Boat Trip to Shen- 
CHO WLU cite eis eteheiaslaisin.s 67 
His Work in Huping Christian 
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A Pioneer in Primary School 
Work vanes eeu eters hrm 79 
Trips to the Day Schools as Told 
Dympimselb yeas cuca spy stakes 85 
An Appreciation by Dr. Daniel 
Burehalter is fens vest teneie ats 93 
ThevPragion Death ay ise van aise + Oo 
Pea ee AI IOS cle rs re ace lope taths tee 111 
Tributes of Esteem............ 123 
The Heroism of Missions....... 145 


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PAGE 
Rev. William Anson Reimert..... Frontispiece 
Chinese Men and Boys Sought Refuge in 

Mission, Compound 42. seen ae. 16 
A Thousand Women and Children Found 

prielterand INOOn wine a7 eee rt le 17 
At Captain Fetterolf’s Home, Collegeville, 

Pennsylyaninigghi so vere uae is weet 29 
A Senior at Ursinus College............ 30 
Ursinus Delegation at Northfield........ Al 
Class of 1898, Ursinus College........... 42 
Pastor of St. Paul’s Church, Summit Hill, 

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Grace, Columbiana, Ohio; St. Paul’s, Sum- 

MigstiilleCennsvlvania una wien As 48 
First Sunday School at Yochow City..... 53 
Missionary Reimert and Students in Train- 

ETD vee es eC aah epee ee een TUN ant 54 
Evangelist Ma and Family............. 61 
Two Confucian Scholars (Baptized by Mis- 

SlOnNaTyeheimery)imerrr est se he ae 62 


Our Home for Thirty Days on Yuen River 69 
On Shore, enroute to Shenchowfu....... 70 


PAGE 


Students of Huping Christian College.... 77 
Missionary Reimert and Huping Students. 78 
Primary School at Lin Hsiang.......... 87 
New Primary School Buildings at Yunchi. 88 
Man! of Hunan) Provinces. eee ees 95 
Chapel and Evangelist’s Home at Nieh Kia 

Shin! i ok OLE na evo eee ee em 96 
East Gate of Huping Compound......... 101 
Day of Funeral in Huping Chapel........ 102 
Farewell Photograph to Missionary Reim- 

ert: with InsCripeionae sie ae ene 105 


Memorial Tablet in‘ Huping College Chapel 106 
His Son William and Pony; Camping in 


the Fallsoft Siege eemicer et. eee 113 
At the Home of Dr. J. Albert Beam, Tif- 

fin, Ohio cctieer wap cae tee eran oe 114 
The Grave of Missionary Reimert at Hup- 

TDA RMN MERA RS aay Ny dit) ees A Meo 125 
Group of Friends at the Grave.......... 126 
Decorating the, Grave. ve oars ee 153 


Memorial Tablet in Central Theological 
seminary, Dayton; ,Oni0s es. eee 154 


IN MEMORIAM 
WILLIAM ANSON REIMERT 


By WILLIAM E. Hoy, D. D. 


We are purer, better, for the man we loved so 
long; 

What he left us, still creative, surges in us 
strong. 

His the sight, the constant courage and assur- 
ing smile; 

Clear and far he saw the way how life is made 
worth while. 


When in trouble, came the people, knowing well 
his heart; 

Ever ready in disaster would he help impart; 

None too poor or lowly bounties from his hand 
to share; 

Came they trusting, for they loved him, gener- 
ous, true and fair. 


Up the valley, o’er the mountain roll’d the mut- 
tering thunder 

Of the broken armies, fierce, and frenzied with 
their plunder. 

Where to flee or where to hide, ah! who could 
see or choose? 

Pandemonium, or the senseless hordes of hell 
turned loose, 


Trembling women, frightened maidens, chil- 
dren at the gate, 

All are seeking well-known refuge to escape 
their fate. 

Oh! for them the gates are fastened, bright and 
safe the place; 

For there’s one to guard, to comfort with a 
smiling face. 


“Open! Open!” cried the leader of the looting 
band, 
“Not convenient!’ came the answer, “For on 
watch I stand.” 
Few the words and quick the action, while the 
bullet sped, 
On its mission bloody, and our valiant man lay 
dead. 


Rose the cry among the women and the children 
all, i 

Up to heaven high, the broken, thrilling, soul- 
ful call,— 

“As the Master died of old to free the world 
from sin, 

Pastor Reimert died for us, our safety here to 
win!” 


WILLIAM ANSON REIMERT 


HIS faithful servant of the Lord met a 
tragic death on Sunday, June 13, 1920, 
at the East Gate of the Lakeside compound 
of Huping Christian College, about four miles 
distant from Yochow City, Hunan, China. 
He had gone to the gate in order to prevent a 
squad of ruffian soldiers from gaining entrance 
and in the hope of protecting hundreds of 
Chinese women and children from their cruel 
outrages. They told the missionary, ‘We are 
hungry and want food,” and he replied, “I will 
get food for you, but cannot admit you to the 
compound.” Alas! the words had hardly been 
spoken before one of the bandits fired the fatal 
shot, and he fell an innocent victim at their 
fiendish feet. The untimely death of this true 
man of God made a profound impression upon 
the Chinese people. They knew that he had 
sacrificed his life to guard the women and girls 
from the brutalities of the wanton soldiers. His 
was the spirit of the Christian knight who is 
ever ready to die that others might live. Our 
martyr-missionary by his noble life and ghastly 
death is worthy to be held in grateful remem- 
brance by our Church, and well deserves the 
honorable title 


THE MARTYR OF HUPING. 


This is life to come, 

Which martyred men have made more glorious, 
For us who strive to follow. May I reach 
That purest heaven, be to other souls 

The cup of strength in some great agony, 
Enkindle generous ardor, feed pure love, 
Beget the smiles that have no cruelty, 

Be the sweet presence of a good diffused, 
And in diffusion even more intense! 

So shall I join the choir invisible 

Whose music is the gladness of the World. 


GEORGE ELIoT. 


I 
UNDER WAR CLOUDS 


These have been dark days, and the future is not 
bright, but we believe God has been with us and we 
can go on with our task in full confidence that no mat- 
ter what may happen to us the cause we represent will 
be advanced, and out of all this confusion He will take 
honor unto Himself. 


J. ALBERT BEAM. 


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CHAPTER I 
UNDER WAR CLOUDS 


Se the rise of the Republic of China in 
the year 1911, the Province of Hunan has 
been the scene of many fierce encounters be- 
tween the military forces of the old and the new 
regime. It is very difficult for any outsider to 
unravel the present web of political intrigue, or 
to estimate the real strength of the parties 
struggling for power. That great statesman, 
John Hay, gave it as his conviction that “the 
storm centre of the world would gradually pass 
from the Balkans, from Constantinople, from 
the Persian Gulf, from India, to China,” and he 
further said, “whoever understands that mighty 
empire—socially, politically, economically, re- 
ligiously—has the key to the world politics for 
the next five centuries.” This is in full accord 
with a current writer who declares that “the 
Chinese question is the world question of the 
twentieth century.” No one can study the signs 
of the times without a deepening sense that the 
event most fraught with meaning for the rest 
of the world is the awakening of the Far East. 
Yochow City with a population of about fifty 
thousand is the gateway to Hunan. It is a 
strategic centre for the invasion of troops from 


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the north and the south. Being near the great 
Yangtze River, which flows from west to east, 
and on the one railroad between north and 
south, it is easy of access. It is the bolt which 
locks the water gate of Hunan, so that no boat 
can enter or leave the province save with the 
permission of Yochow. It has always been a 
military centre. Previous to the Taiping rebel- 
lion there was kept here a great supply of 
arms—in the shape of long spears and tower 
muskets which the Taipings captured in the 
closing days of 1852, and arming their follow- 
ers with these they swept right down to Nan- 
king, taking every city en route with the first 
rush. 

“China,” said one of the most thoughtful men 
in that great nation long ago, “is athirst for 
leaders.” Her great difficulties at this moment 
may be traced to the principle of “balance of 
power.” The north and the south are in more 
or less of a dead-lock. The military leaders are 
all about equal in strength, and all seem to be 
naturally jealous of their powers and afraid of 
each other. To this unsettled condition must be 
traceable the frequent political uprisings and 
the marshalling of troops in centres like 
Yochow City and Shenchowfu. Our medical 
missionaries at both stations have been kept 


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busy in recent years ministering to thousands 
of soldier patients. The fine quality of the work 
done by our brave workers is worthy of the 
highest praise. It must be evident that all such 
sudden and terrible invasions of enemy troops 
make life harder for the missionaries. Their 
homes are often places of sorrow and scenes of 
suffering because they afford refuge, advice and 
comfort to this great people in the midst of 
their own troubles. One of the cheering facts 
amid the warring factions is the widespread 
readiness to hear the Gospel. The turbulent life 
is more hopeful than the dead silence of bygone 
years. Tidings like these form a silver lining 
to the clouds of war: “The door stands wide 
open for evangelization of all kinds. There is 
great willingness to listen and less opposition 
than ever before.” 





II 
THE MARTYR THRONG 


Those immortal dead who live again 

In minds made better by their presence, live 
In pulses stirred to generosity, 

In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn 

For miserable aims that end with self. 

SHR ean iru To other souls 

The cup of strength in some great agony. 


GEORGE ELIOT. 


CHAPTER II 
THE MARTYR THRONG 


‘THERE is a martyrdom of the spirit as well 

as of the body. Some Christians live the 
martyr’s life while others die the martyr’s 
death. Missionary Reimert lived a martyr for 
the faith and was one of those martyr spirits 
who bear constant testimony to the great 
truths, claims and demands of the Gospel of 
Jesus Christ. The word “witness” as applied 
to the Heroes of the Faith, in the Epistle to the 
Hebrews, does not mean an onlooker, one who 
Sees, inspects and judges of human actions. It 
really means a “martyr,” one who bears wit- 
ness to the truth, testifies for Christ, and is 
ready to “follow the Lamb whithersoever He 
goeth.” 

During the past century—the great century 
of Foreign Missions—the noble army of mar- 
tyrs has been recruited almost entirely from 
among the missionary converts and from the 
missionaries who have died on heathen soil. 
The fifth seal in the Book of Revelation is in 
honor of martyrdom, and refers exclusively to 
“the souls of them that were slain.” This is the 
acme of loyalty; it is the last test of Sincerity ; 


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it is the limit of sacrifice; and the crowning 
proof of stability. 

The roll call of martyrs has been increasing 
ever since the death of Stephen, the first 
Christian martyr. Among the latest to answer 
the call was our own Missionary Reimert. It 
should not excite our wonder that Christian 
men and women must suffer martyrdom for 
Christ even in this modern missionary era. 
Times of heroism are generally times of terror, 
but the day never shines when this element is 
not at work. The early Christian martyrs have 
proved a valuable asset to Christianity and to 
the Christian Church of our day the heroism of 
the martyr-missionary will become a spiritual 
treasure, the value of which it would be diffi- 
cult to estimate. 

The martyr age of Christians never passes. 
It is with us all the time. Daily, men must 
make the supreme sacrifice for the Lord. 
Among no class of workers is the martyr-spirit 
more in evidence than in the hearts of the for- 
eign missionaries who have gone to labor in 
the hard and difficult places of the world. They 
are the real heroes in the ranks of human wel- 
fare toilers. After his return to the United 
States, Ambassador Elkus to Turkey praised 
the work of the American College workers in 


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Turkey, Armenia and other countries, and de- 
clared that “the missionaries who stuck to 
their posts were among the great heroes and 
heroines of the War.” And the secret of the 
heroic adventure in the life of the foreign mis- 
sionary is found in the words of St. Paul: “For 
me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” This is 
the martyr mark engraven on the heart of 
every true missionary of the Cross. It is the 
daily program the herald of the Gospel adopts 
as the rule of his life and conduct. He follows 
the Lamb whithersoever He goeth, even unto 
Calvary. 





IT] 
IN THE DAYS OF HIS YOUTH 


Life is sweetest in the morning. When we are young, 
the flowers bloom most beautiful, the sun rises with 
richest splendor, our daily bread tastes best, sleep is 
precious and sorrow is least. Youth is the best of life; 
it is the background of manhood and the foundation of 
character. In youth we mix the colors which will 
either brighten or darken life’s setting sun. The child 
enters the world without any experience. Happy is the 
youth who is born in the bosom of a Christian home, 
and who lives his early years in the sunshine of the 
divine favor. 



































At CAPTAIN FETTEROLE’S HOME, COLLEGEVILLE, PENNSYLVANIA 











A SENIoR AT URSINUS COLLEGE 


CHAPTER III 
IN THE DAYS OF HIS YOUTH 


NE of the first questions one asks when he 
sees a successful man is: ‘Where was he 
born?” The place of birth may not be as im- 
portant as the character of the parents and the 
spirit of the home. Our missionary was born 
in New Tripoli, Lehigh County, Pa., on Feb- 
ruary 7,1877. His parents were plain, honest, 
thrifty folk. They were lovers of the things 
that are pure and true and of good report. As 
is the habit of most people in rural communi- 
ties, the Reimerts were given to hard work, 
frugal meals, simple living and noble thinking. 
The home, the school and the church were the 
places that occupied their time and attention. 
It was life in the country, where the birds sing 
in the trees, the flowers bloom in the gardens 
and the brooks refresh the meadows. In this 
peaceful atmosphere and amid these quiet sur- 
roundings the boy grew up. How much such a 
heritage means to a growing child! What a 
hallowing influence to the man of mature 
years! 
As soon as the lad became of legal age he 
was sent to the country school house. He was 
an apt pupil, winsome in his manners, and be- 


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came a favorite with the teachers. After re- 
ceiving a public school education, and attending 
the Keystone State Normal School, he taught 
for one year, at the same time studying pri- 
vately for entrance into college. In the fall of 
1894 we find him a student at Ursinus College, 
a classmate of Dr. George Leslie Omwake, now 
President of the institution, and graduating 
with him in the year 1898. He took his Sem- 
inary course in the Ursinus School of Theology, 
then located in Philadelphia, and from which 
he was graduated in 1901. 

Dr. Omwake, on seeing the picture of the 
group of five students taken at Collegeville, 
related the following facts of interest: “During 
our senior year, five members of the Class of 
98, of which Reimert was one, occupied rooms 
at the home of Captain H. H. Fetterolf on Main 
Street opposite the campus. This was the year 
of the Spanish American War. Captain Fet- 
terolf was a veteran of the Civil War and the 
whole family took a keen interest in military 
matters. Perhaps it was because of the at- 
mosphere that thus existed and because of the 
Captain’s frequent conversations with ‘his 
boys,’ that we young men became deeply inter- 
ested in the movements that led up to the fall 
of Havana and the surrender of the Spanish 


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fleet in Manila Bay. At any rate, a good many 
hours were spent during those spring days in 
discussing the relative merits of battleships 
and generals. We knew the tonnage, the speed, 
the number of guns—their calibre and their 
range—of practically every vessel in the Amer- 
ican Navy, Reimert and his room-mate, Hun- 
sicker, being the authority on disputed points. 
It was on this porch that the plans were laid 
for the street parade in celebration of Dewey’s 
victory at Manila on May 1, 1898.” 

There was a fine blending in the life of young 
Reimert of the mental, moral and spiritual 
qualities. His intellectual attainments did not 
dwarf his growth in grace and truth. He was 
a child of faith in the home of his parents, and 
this childlike faith in the Lord kept him from 
drifting in the college and seminary. Early in 
his college career he came under the good in- 
fluence of a kind college mate, the Rev. George 
W. Kerstetter, to whom he made grateful ap- 
preciation in a letter a few months before sail- 
ing for China and from which we quote as fol- 
lows: 

“How clearly can I recall the beginning of 
the changed life in me. It began when you got 
me interested in Y. M. C. A. work. It began 
there. My interest in Foreign Missions I can 


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also trace back to Northfield. Again it was 
you that got me to go there. My complete sur- 
render to the Lord’s will in regard to my going 
to a foreign field was brought about at the 
Student Volunteer Convention in Cleveland. 
Again it was you that at the last moment per- 
suaded me to go. How wonderfully the Lord 
has led me. But, George, you I feel and know 
were the instrument in bringing it all about. 
I shall always kindly and thankfully remember 
you for the part you have been playing in my 
religious life. Will you now continue that same 
influence by remembering me and my work, 
daily in your prayers that the Lord may use 
me mightily in His service in China? It will 
be a great encouragement to me to know that 
you are doing this.” 


IV 
INFLUENCE UPON CLASS MATES 


I live for those who love me, whose hearts are kind and 
true, 
For the heaven that smiles above me, and awaits my 
spirit too; 
For all human ties that bind me, for the task by God 
assigned me; 
For the bright hopes yet to find me and the good that 
I can do. 


G. LINNAEUS BANKS. 


CHAPTER IV 
INFLUENCE UPON CLASS MATES 


FEW men have left a finer or more wholesome 

impression by character and conduct upon 
faculty and students than did Mr. Reimert dur- 
ing the years he spent in Ursinus College and 
School of Theology. A score of graduates can 
rise up and testify, with his classmate, Rev. 
Asher R. Kepler, of China, “I owe a great deal 
to him, as it was through his influence that I 
offered myself for missionary service in China, 
and I am quite sure that I would not be here 
in China today had it not been for the deep 
Christian consecration which he always evi- 
denced, and his contagious enthusiasm for Mis- 
sions which he did not fail to impart to all 
those with whom he came in contact, in his 
college days.” 

Nowhere have I found so true and vivid a 
portrayal of the excellencies and activities of 
student Reimert as given in the communication 
by Mr. Kepler. From it I shall take the liberty 
to quote freely in this chapter. 

“It did not take me a very long time to dis- 
cover that in keenness of intellect and ability 
to master the courses of our curriculum, he was 
one of the leaders in the class.” He was a very 


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human fellow, a good mixer, and very popular 
with all the boys. In fact, his versatility was 
remarkable. In spite of his lightness of weight 
he was one of the best men in the back field 
on the Varsity Football Team. He was man- 
ager of the baseball team during his senior 
year, and the manager of a boarding club for 
students during several seasons of his college 
course. All these varied activities did not de- 
tract from his deep religious life. His was a 
virile Christianity, which could be taken on the 
athletic field as well as to the prayer service. 
He loved good, harmless jokes, and would 
sometimes surprise one with his audacity. The 
story is told of the professor’s hat lying on the 
window sill and Mr. Reimert opening the win- 
dow and stealthily dropping the hat outside, 
just fastening it by the edge of the window sill, 
and quietly closing the window again. The 
dear old professor at the close of the recitation 
lost his temper hunting the hat, but no one 
would suspect that Mr. Reimert had been the 
perpetrator of the harmless escapade. Another 
story is told, a joke on Dr. James I. Good, Dean 
of the School of Theology. One day Mr. Reim- 
ert was smoking a cigar, which he rarely did, 
when the professor appeared in the room. 
Sniffing a bit, Dr. Good said, “I believe the gas 


Influence Upon Class Mates 37 








jet is leaking.” Without betraying himseif in 
the least by a smile or word, Mr. Reimert re- 
plied, “Yes, I have noticed that the gas jet has 
been leaking lately, and I have been soaping it, 
but it does no good.” Of course, Mr. Reimert 
knew what the Doctor was driving at and the 
Doctor knew that Reimert knew. But his reply 
was so apt and well chosen that nothing more 
was said with regard to the matter. Mr. Kep- 
ler says: “It was in Seminary life in Philadel- 
phia, that I first came under the influence of 
his missionary enthusiasm, and in a short time, 
due to his untiring zeal our small Volunteer 
Band of three, grew into a group of nine or ten. 
He was then instrumental in organizing a Mis- 
sionary Band consisting of a quartet of Student 
Volunteers who did much to stir up missionary 
enthusiasm in the denominational churches in 
Philadelphia and vicinity.” 

Shortly after the death of our missionary, 
Rev. Charles A. Butz, another school mate, 
wrote: “Reimert was a beautiful character. 
In college and in the seminary he manifested 
a wonderful life. He was no angel, but he was 
a MAN. He was a man of faith, of consecra- 
tion, full of good works. I always felt that the 
Lord was preparing him for a noble work. The 
day came when his desires were realized. He 


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was called by the Board. He entered upon his 
work with an enthusiasm and a courage, a 
conviction and devotion that won for him a 
high place in the annals of Missions.” 

On March 8, 1901, the senior class of the 
Ursinus School of Theology sent a petition to 
the Board of Foreign Missions, setting forth 
the duty of the Church to obey the Master’s 
command to extend His kingdom over all the 
world, stressing the claims of China for imme- 
diate action and recommending the appoint- 
ment of Paul E. Keller and William A. Reimert, 
Student Volunteers, who were ready, willing 
and anxious to go to China, and pledging to 
give them their hearty co-operation and finan- 
cial support while on the foreign field. All 
these incidents reveal some of the outstanding 
characteristics in the student life of Mr. Reim- 
ert, his longing to do the will of the Master and 
his loyalty to his Church, his college and his 
friends. 


V 
ZEAL FOR MISSIONS 


“T heard Him call 

‘Come follow,’ that was all. 

My gold grew dim, 

My soul went after Him. 

I rose and followed, that was all. 

Who would not follow if he heard His call?” 











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CHAPTER V 
ZEAL FOR MISSIONS 


| By esaaete IN his college course the spirit of 
Missions had taken captive the soul of 
student Reimert. The books he read for past- 
time, the talks he had with missionary leaders, 
and his own heart-passion to proclaim the un- 
searchable riches of the Gospel to the heathen, 
made him eager to attend the Student Volunteer 
Convention at Cleveland. The college delegation 
to Northfield, where he came under the potent 
spell of Moody, and the Ecumenical Conference 
for Foreign Missions held in New York City in 
1900 were the controlling influences in deepen- 
ing and determining his purpose to go to the 
foreign field. At that time our Church had not 
yet fully caught the vision of the ripening 
fields and the number of men sent to the field 
were few and far between. There had been a 
number of volunteers from his college and sem- 
inary, but until that time not one of them had 
been sent. This fact made a deep impression 
upon his mind, and he vowed that if his own 
Board of Foreign Missions could not send him, 
he would apply to another Board. 
That his zeal was not a momentary flame but 
a burning passion is proven by a statement 


42 The Martyr of Huping 


made in an address by Dr. Good, “‘Before Mr. 
Reimert came under my instruction in the The- 
ological Seminary I had heard of his Christian 
activity and leadership in college. With his 
coming there came a new epoch into the Sem- 
inary. Theological Seminaries pass through 
epochs like other things, now critical, now 
evangelistic, now missionary. Before he came 
the theological students did not think much of 
Missions; perhaps because they felt that our 
Board at that time would not send them. But 
Reimert did not wait until the Board was 
ready. He began stirring up missions in the 
seminary. His concern was not the condition 
of the Church, nor of the Board, but of the 
condition of the lost souls in heathendom.” 
During the summer vacation of the year 1898, 
he in company with Rev. Carl G. Petri, made 
a tour of our churches in Eastern Pennsyl- 
vania, delivering a stereopticon lecture on 
“Japan,” in the hope of arousing an interest in 
the hearts of the members in the work of For- 
eign Missions. In his letter later offering him- 
self to the Board of Foreign Missions to go as 
a missionary to China, dated March 1, 1901, he 
gave the reasons why he should be sent. “‘Four 
years ago I was so moved by the needs of the 
heathen world and found the command of the 


Zeal for Missions 43 





Master, ‘Go ye into all the world and preach 
the gospel to every creature,’ so binding upon 
me that after earnest and prayerful considera- 
tion I volunteered to go as a foreign missionary 
upon the completion of my collegiate and sem- 
inary training. Since that time my desire to 
go where the harvest is ripest and where the 
reapers are fewest has grown into a longing 
that can only be satisfied by its realization. My 
preparation for the ministry was shaped with 
this end in view. Now my course is about com- 
pleted. In view of the present demanding 
needs, of the unexampled crisis, and unusual 
opportunity which the mission field presents, 
and of the urgent call of the various Missionary 
Boards for volunteers, J am ready to obey the 
Master’s command, ‘Go.’ I therefore offer my- 
self to your earnest consideration for an im- 
mediate appointment as a missionary to China 
under our beloved Church.” 

The Board did not immediately act on his 
application. Upon his graduation in 1901 he be- 
came pastor of St. Paul’s Reformed Church at 
Summit Hill, Pa., where he was simply wait- 
ing until the Board of his own Church could 
send him, and all the time that he was minister- 
ing to the spiritual needs of his home parish 
his hopes and desires were in China. That he 


44 The Martyr of Huping 








was faithfully discharging the duties of the 
pastoral office may be seen from a letter to his 
warm friend, Kerstetter. “Now a few words 
about my work during the past year. I en- 
joyed my work very much. The people treated 
me fine and are bitterly opposed to my leaving. 
During the year we have organized a Junior 
Christian Endeavor Society with a present 
membership of 85; a Home Department of the 
Sunday School of 45; a Ladies’ Auxiliary of 
60, and are now planning for a Woman’s Mis- 
sionary Society. During the last four months 
we added 20 new members to the Church and 
have a prospect of at least 5 or 6 more. These 
are some of the encouraging features. We feel 
that the Lord has used us to some extent among 
our people.” 


VI 
APPOINTMENT BY THE BOARD 


God has a purpose of love for all men of all races. 
Through prophet and psalmist He called men to share 
in His purpose and to co-operate with Him. At length 
in the fullness of times His purpose took flesh in Jesus 
Christ, who lived and died that He might bring the 
whole world home to its Father. The missionary work 
of the Church is a continuation of that sending. In 
the love of God for all mankind is the inspiration and 
motive of Missions. 


HucH MARTIN. 





PASTOR OF Sr. Paur’s CHurcH, SUMMIT 1 06) 5p 
PENNSYLVANIA 


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CHAPTER VI 
APPOINTMENT BY THE BOARD 


jE) AUS ENS the Board of Foreign Mis- 

sions has had to delay the appointment of 
very worthy applicants for service, not because 
the need did not exist for more workers, but 
simply for lack of funds to support them. 
Grace Church, Columbiana, Ohio, had gener- 
ously pledged $800 per annum toward the sal- 
ary of a single missionary to China, but this 
amount would not provide the outfit and travel 
expenses for a married man. The Board, how- 
ever, elected Mr. Reimert at a meeting held on 
January 3, 1902, as our first evangelistic mis- 
sionary to China. 

In order that the new missionary might know 
the people, and they learn to appreciate his 
fine character, arrangements were made for 
the missionary-elect to spend the month of May 
with his kind supporters. In the letter written 
at Columbiana, May 8, 1902, from which a 
quotation has already been given, he pours out 
his soul with rejoicing. “The desire and ambi- 
tion of my life has at last been realized. The 
Lord opened the way for me to go to China and 
I am ready to go. He wants me to go and I 
am unwilling to stay. The longer I am here in 


48 The Martyr of Huping 

this country the more anxious I am to go to the 
forefront of the battle line in dark and heathen 
China. Isn’t it a great privilege to be counted 
worthy to engage in such a responsible work! 
How I long to see the effect that the Gospel has 
upon those who hear it for the first time. A 
Baptist preacher told me the other day that our . 
people here in America are becoming ‘gospel 
hardened.’ Isn’t it true? What a joy, then, to 
go where no foundation is laid. I deeply real- 
ize what kind of a life it requires to be success- 
ful in the gospel ministry and especially in the 
foreign field. My own prayer and desire is that 
I may have no will or desire apart from 
Christ’s, and that my life may be entirely con- 
formed to His plan for me.” 

The Farewell Service was held in Zion Re- 
formed Church, Allentown, Pa., in the presence 
of a large and sympathetic audience on October 
28, 1902. Shortly thereafter the missionary 
and his wife, with their three-months-old baby, 
William, left for China, arriving at Yochow 
City on Christmas Day. I shall never forget 
my emotions when I bade them farewell at the 
Broad Street Station in Philadelphia. Mr. 
Reimert immediately set to work on the study 
of the Chinese language, and in the course of 


Appointment by the Board 49 


a few years became very proficient in the use 
of the spoken language. 

That Mr. Reimert was a chosen vessel of the 
Lord may be seen from excerpts taken from a 
letter after his first year’s labors in China. 
“Truly the Lord is greatly using us among the 
Chinese of Yochow. He has set such an open 
door before us, that we behold our privilege 
with awe and wonder. We are too few to un- 
dertake the trust which He has committed to 
us. Dr. Hoy is overworked. Dr. Beam is so 
crowded with dispensary work that he can de- 
vote little time to the study of the language. I 
am giving every forenoon to teaching in the 
Boys’ School. The greater part of the after- 
noon has to be given to the building of our 
house. The carpenters and masons have never 
built a foreign house before and are so crude 
and unskillful in their workmanship that I 
have to plan and oversee every detail of the 
work. This gives me very little time for the 
study of this difficult language which I so much 
need to help in the evangelistic work. But the 
door is still open. Souls are awaiting. The 
Lord is calling. Let us be true to our trust. 
Send us the much needed help. Meanwhile, we 
toil on and hope and pray.” 


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AS AN EVANGELIST 


I have not seen, I may not see, 

My hopes for man that form in fact, 

But God will give the victory 

In due time; in that faith I act. 

And he who sees the future sure, 

The baffling present may endure, 

And bless, meanwhile, the unseen Hand that leads 
The heart’s desire beyond the halting step of deeds. 


JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER. 





First SUNDAY ScHoon at Yocuow Curry 














MIssIONARY REIMERT AND STUDENTS IN TRAINING 


CHAPTER VII 
AS AN EVANGELIST 


BY the time the new church at Yochow City 

was ready for dedication in 1904, Mis- 
sionary Reimert had become a real force in the 
work of the Mission. In the Sunday School 
and in the exercise of preaching he was now on 
his feet as a worker, and the outlook for 
evangelistic work at Yochow grew brighter. 
His deep influence as a preacher was due to his 
own faithful witness to his Lord and Master. 
There never was any uncertain note in his 
preaching. He knew in whom he believed, and 
he was determined to know no one among the 
Chinese save Jesus Christ and Him crucified. 
With Paul he could say: “Unto me is this grace 
given, that I should preach among the Gentiles 
the unsearchable riches of Christ.” 

In order to strengthen the evangelistic work, 
he early organized a class of student evangel- 
ists. To their training he devoted his time and 
talents. The four men who qualified in that 
class are now doing splendid work. Among this 
number is the well-known Evangelist Ma, of 
whose conversion Rey. Paul E. Keller wrote 
so vividly to Dr. William E. Hoy. (See Chap- 
ter VIII.) There was a very personal relation 


54 The Martyr of Huping 


with all these students, and he tried to lead 
them into vital communion with their Saviour 
through the prayer-life. A few of these stu- 
dents, however, eventually fell into sin, and 
this spiritual lapse on the part of these men 
was a keen disappointment to the faithful 
teacher. Unfortunately, he laid their spiritual 
failure upon himself, as though he were to 
blame. He felt that he fell short of his ability 
as their guide in holy things. He thought if 
he had done what he should they would not 
have fallen. How human was this experience 
in the life of this man of God. His sensitive 
soul shrank from taking any credit unto him- 
self. Despite the failings of a few of his stu- 
dents, we see now what a rich blessing the 
training of these Christian workers became to 
the building up of the kingdom of grace and 
truth in the Province of Hunan. Brother Reim- 
ert saw that in the Chinese themselves, as 
Christian preachers and leaders, lay the great- 
est hope of the ultimate and completest form of 
evangelization in China. This is now a common 
policy among the Christian workers in China. 


As an Evangelist 55 
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His Last Report as an Evangelist 

LAKESIDE, August 23, 1913. 


To the Board of Foreign Missions 
of the Reformed Church in the U. 8. 


DEAR FATHERS AND BRETHREN: 


The longer a servant is in the employ of his 
master, the better will he be able to enter into 
his master’s plans; the more efficient service 
will it be possible for him to render; and the 
more pleasure will he take in his work. It is 
with such feelings that I review the past year. 
The work has been more interesting, the bless- 
ings larger, and the fellowship and acquaint- 
ance with the Master closer than ever before. 

The work has been as varied as the work of 
the Evangelistic Department always is: 
preaching, teaching native evangelists, in- 
structing inquirers, itinerating into outlying 
districts, personal and _ pastoral work, street 
chapel work, and entertaining native visitors 
and guests. The last of which is not the least 
in its demands upon one’s time and energies. 

In addition to teaching the training class for 
the native ministry, I have tried, this summer, 
to be the architect, head-mason, head carpen- 
ter, and head coolie boss in the erection of our 
dwelling at Lakeside. A foreigner, after being 
in China for a number of years, usually prides 


56 The Martyr of Huping 


himself on the progress he has made in his 
knowledge of Chinese human nature. But it re- 
quires only the supervision of the erection of 
a new building to get rid of that delusion. One 
becomes convinced that either Chinese charac- 
teristics instead of being a matter of constancy, 
change periodically and individually or most 
foreigners are too dense and stupid to grasp 
the intricacies of the Chinese mind and char- 
acter. 

The older the missionary grows in years, the 
more he grows in the grace of patience and for- 
pearance. But after he has gone through the 
process of a building operation, he really won- 
ders whether he ever possessed this grace at. 
all or whether he has only lost it in the time of 
his greatest need. Of one thing he is certain. 
He longs to get away from things Chinese for 
a while to have a Season of heart search and 
quiet, close communion with his Lord to again 
possess that mind which was also in Christ 
Jesus and to regain his own self respect. 

The experiences of the past year have been 
as varied as the work itself—some pleasant and 
some sad; some hopeful and others disappoint- 
ing; some helpful and many discouraging. But 
for all the work and experiences I feel truly 


As an Evangelist 57 


grateful. They have been necessary for larger 
service. 

At my request, I was transferred to the Lake- 
side schools, at the end of the year. I have rec- 
ognized for years the lack of qualities necessary 
for a successful missionary in the evangelistic 
work. One of the chief requisites for a worker 
in this department is to be able to easily and 
readily make friends of the Chinese outside of 
the church and whom one meets only occasion- 
ally. This I failed to do and consider my work 
in this respect a failure. On the other hand, I 
found my life counted for more with men with 
whom I came into daily fellowship and associa- 
tion. The work of the past which is at all satis- 
factory to me has been in the training and 
teaching of men for the native ministry and the 
winning of my personal teachers for Christ. 
Four Chinese evangelists are in the church 
doing excellent work, preaching and witnessing 
by their lives, works and words. Five more 
have partially completed their course. Three 
personal teachers of high literary standing, 
Confucian scholars, joined the church. One has 
since died in the faith, one is at the head of the 
Department of Chinese Literature in the Girls’ 
School, and one is a teacher in one of our day 
schools. 


58 The Martyr of Huping 


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In view of these facts, I] am convinced that I 
shall be able to render larger service by engag- 
ing in such work where I can give my best to 
those who will be in daily touch with me. The 
Mission has kindly concurred in my request. 
With this report, my work as one of your evan- 
gelistic missionaries ceases. In the fall, I will 
begin my new work as a teacher in the Lake- 
side Boys’ School. I shall continue to preach 
and itinerate at such times and places as oppor- 
tunities offer. 

With the highest regards for my co-laborer, 
Mr. Keller, with whom the work of the past 
eight years has been a constant source of pleas- 
ure and helpfulness to me, and with deep 
appreciation of the many kindnesses, confidence 
and forbearance of my fellow missionaries in 
Yochow City, I make room for a man better 
fitted for that work. With high anticipation for 
greater usefulness, I enter upon my new work. 

Pleading your earnest, continued prayers, I 
remain very sincerely, 

W. A. REIMERT. 


VIII 
THE CONVERSION OF MA 


Great as is the Good News of a Saviour of Mankind, 
it is not sufficient for the world Christian merely to 
spread this message of Jesus. He must embody the 
message in his own life and in society. Jesus taught 
that all life must proceed from within outward. The 
individual must first prove that he has a great Gospel 
by what it can do in his own heart. He must be a liv- 
ing witness to God’s power to save from sin day by 
day prosaic, practical realms. No man will listen to 
words if the character and daily walk behind the words 
belie the speaker’s testimony. Emerson was right when 
he said, “What you are speaks so loud I cannot hear 
what you say.” 


DANIEL JOHNSON FLEMING. 














EVANGELIST MA AND FAMILY 





Two CONFUCIAN SCHOLARS (BaptTizEp BY MISSIONARY 
REIMERT ) 


CHAPTER VIII 
THE CONVERSION OF MA 
As related by Rev. Paul E. Keller 


[HE story of the conversion of Evangelist 

Ma proves the power of God unto salva- 
tion and the patience of the missionary with a 
soul in the grip of the opium demon. We give 
in full the stirring description as related by 
our Missionary Keller: 


“Dear Dr. Hoy:— 

“You know he was a cup-mender or travel- 
ing blacksmith before he came to us. So you 
can describe how these fellows carrying their 
shop and materials on their shoulders came 
ambling or loping down the street. Then tell 
something about his appearance, unkempt, un- 
washed, and with the typical opium-fiend look 
in his face and eyes. He takes a peek into the 
open street chapel door because he hears some 
one talking quite loud in there. As he looks 
in, our dear Bill invites him to sit down a while 
and listen to the preaching. Tell how pressed 
the Chinese are for work. But Bill’s sweet face 
made him forget his profits and he sat a while. 
Then he came back repeatedly, in fact came 
quite regularly. Bill induced him to come to 


62 The Martyr of Huping 


Sunday services, and then the inquirers’ class. 
You can fill these things in for yourself. I am 
just handing you the bare facts. After a while 
Bill said to him, ‘You know God wants us to be 
pure.’ He responded, ‘Yes, without as well as 
within.’ He was referring to his opium habit. 
Well, he promised Bill to try to break it off. 
After a few days he saw him again, and he con- 
fessed that he had lost out in the fight. But 
then, with a fire in his eye, he said, ‘But I am 
going to quit it if I die in the attempt. For I 
would rather die in the attempt to break it off 
than live on this way.’ Bill was encouraging 
him in his faith, when all of a sudden he asked 
Bill if he would not help him in the attempt. 
Of course Bill would. Ma wanted him to give 
him permission to bring his ‘pukai’ (bed) up 
on Bill’s veranda, so as to be away from the 
tempting fumes ‘which as soon as they rose to 
his nose irresistibly made him smoke again.’ 
And he wanted to be near someone who could 
help him because of spiritual sympathy and 
power, for Ma had a world of confidence in 
Bill. He took his dirty ‘pukai’ upon Bill’s ve- 
randa. Soon the fight was on. It was a mighty 
battle with one of the fiercest appetites ever 
saddling itself on man. He could not eat. There 
he lay in agony, rolling, moaning, and groan- 


The Conversion of Ma 63 








ing, as nearly as I can remember, for six days. 
Then the fight was over. He had said he would 
rather die in the attempt than live on that way, 
and he almost succeeded in dying. Now he 
gradually began to pick up in strength, taking 
only a little food at first, more gradually, for 
you know fiends do not each much, they get 
stimulation through their smoking. You ought 
to say something about the fact that opium 
smoking cannot be broken off ordinarily with- 
out drugs and careful treatment. Well, Ma was 
happy. He kept shy of the street for a while 
lest he fall back into the habit before he gained 
sufficient strength, and then after a while he 
went to his old trade again. On this last point 
I am not absolutely certain any more. I forget 
whether he had begun preaching (testifying) 
in the street chapel before this or not. Any- 
way, Ma, Tang, and some others, had Bill to 
let them say something in the street chapel 
occasionally. By and by, these men, who came 
almost daily to the chapel and preached fer- 
vently, and who were all studying faithfully in 
the inquirers’ class, were seen to be men of 
God’s own choosing, and it will not do for man 
to reject whom God has chosen. Then we asked 
them whether they would not like to study the 
doctrine more deeply or thoroughly. They all 


64 The Martyr of Huping 


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expressed the fear that they were unfit for 
such work, but consented to study if we wanted 
them to. So as to help them, for it took them 
away from their employment, we gave them 
3000 ($1.50) cash a month. They studied in 
the afternoon, but they preached out what they 
had learned the next morning. So it went on 
for about a year. Then we asked them to give 
up their work entirely and devote themselves 
to the work of preaching entirely. (There is 
something wrong here in the sequence, but it 
has slipped my mind, and you will have to see 
Bill about it.) After not less than two years 
they were baptized. The class continued, as 
you know, and received a fairly stiff training 
for preaching. Then after about four years Ma 
and two others, having completed their course, 
devoted themselves entirely to the work of 
preaching. It was not till this spring that they 
were ordained as evangelists. Of them all I 
think Ma is the most fervent and zealous. 
Rough and ready in a way, but with a real pas- 
sion for the salvation of his countrymen. He 
at once brought in his fellow smoker Wang, and 
has been very active among Buddhist priests. 
He is always ready to preach (and for indeter- 
minable periods, too) because he knows what 
Christ can do for a poor devil like he was. But 


The Conversion of Ma 65 


of the fights: we had till we had those men 
nailed down, their pride partly subdued, and 
loyalty to the Master set above loyalty to self 
and family, that alone the angels know. In fact, 
it is what has driven Bill into your work. He 
thought it was defects in himself instead of in 
the men that caused these outbreaks. Poor boy 
did not think of the defeat of the Master Him- 
self with one of His own disciples. But hu- 
manly speaking, it was Bill and what he stood 
for and was that brought him around. God 
always works through men, otherwise there 
were no use of our coming. 
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IX 


OUR HOUSE BOAT TRIP TO 
SHENCHOWFU 


Voyagers we all must be. During the trip from 
Yochow to Shenchow we were taught anew that life’s 
voyage is beset with troubles “as the sparks fly up- 
ward.” Truly the experiences of travel remind one 
that “there is sorrow as on the sea.” Today the sea 
may be calm, and the sky without a cloud, but no one 
can tell when the cloudless sky will be overcast with 
signs of coming woe. We never felt so near to the 
Saviour, as on our houseboat trip, and so dependent 
upon the soul’s reliable chart—the Word of God—as we 
were sailing along the coast with which we were not 
familiar, and amid the roaring rapids that might have 
meant an angry grave. Whether we live on land or 
sea, there is never a time when we can afford to dis- 
pense with the Bible, a lamp to our feet and a light to 
our path. With it at hand we can sing: 


“Begone unbelief, my Saviour is near, 
And for my relief will surely appear. 
By prayer let me wrestle, and He will perform, 
With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.” 


























Our Home ror Tutrty Days on YUEN RIVER 














ro SHENCHOWFU 


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ON StTroRE 


CHAPTER IX 
OuR HOUSE BOAT TRIP TO SHENCHOWFU 


UR two stations in the Province of Hunan 
are about 350 miles apart. The only mode 

of travel between these stations is by boat on 
Tungting Lake and the Yuen River. It was 
during our visit to China in 1910 that Mrs. 
Bartholomew and I made this ever-memorable 
trip traveling all the way from Yochow City to 
Shenchowfu by houseboat, requiring 16 days 
going and 14 days returning, a total of 30 days. 
We were most fortunate in having as our genial 
companions, Rev. William A. Reimert, Miss 
Alice E. Traub and Miss Anna C. Kanne, now 
Mrs. E. E. Steffen, of Des Moines, Iowa, to 
whom, together with Mrs. Bartholomew, credit 
is due for the larger portion of this interesting 
experience. The only other Christian in the 
boat, so far as we knew, was Mr. Ma, the faith- 
ful Chinese evangelist whom Mr. Reimert had 
carried through the terrible struggle of opium 
habit. It was a bright and beautiful day, on 
January 24, when we left Yochow City, and as 
we were passing our Boys’ School at Lakeside, 
now Huping Christian College, “The Hoys” 
waved a sheet in the air and flashed a mirror 
in the sunlight to bid us farewell. The house- 


70 The Martyr of Huping 





boat had been made as comfortable as possible, 
but strong winds were frequently delaying our 
progress. For a whole day we were storm-tied 
at a place which Mr. Reimert told us was “‘Lo 
Go,” but we named it—“No Go.”’ On account 
of contrary winds and the shallow condition of 
the river in many places it was evident that 
patience must not cease to be a virtue on this 
tedious journey. For courtesy, cheer and com- 
panionship one could not have had a more able 
escort than Mr. Reimert. On many occasions 
his excellent command of the Chinese language 
was remarkable. In his conversations with the 
Laoban and his helpers he was ever kind and 
gentle, yet firm and dignified, gaining the com- 
plete respect of each and all. Profanity and 
rage were in daily use among the boatmen, and 
especially the pilot. Fortunately, Mr. Reimert 
was the only American in the party who knew 
just what was being said. Each evening he 
would gather the helpers aboard to conduct a 
Chinese service with them. The welfare of 
those whom he came to serve was ever upper- 
most in his mind. On Sundays we had services 
among ourselves. Many a long evening was 
spent in interesting and helpful discussions on 
life with its joys and problems. One night 
Brother Reimert and I sat up until after mid- 


Our House Boat Trip 71 


night relating our experiences, and I am sure 
the houseboat, for the first time, heard stories 
in our vernacular tongue. Often for exercise, 
and to while away the time, some of our party 
would go on shore and walk, for frequently a 
stroll on the river bank would take one along 
as rapidly as the boat. One day Mr. Ma was 
out walking, and passing by a deserted temple 
he found a wooden idol amid the ruins. When 
he came on board the boat again he asked Mr. 
Reimert to give me the old idol as a souvenir. 
That night, while the boat was anchored in the 
harbor, a soldier thief stole Mr. Ma’s best suit 
of clothing and watch. Upon hearing of this 
the next morning, I inquired if our Chinese 
brother might feel any superstition about hav- 
ing taken the idol. I was assured that the 
Chinaman was so truly a faithful Christian 
that he would in no way associate the two 
circumstances. 

I often wonder what impressions our party 
made upon the captain, his family who accom- 
panied him, and the whole crew, who were 
rather a rough and ignorant crowd. The only 
one who seemed to be religious was the cap- 
tain’s aged mother; she burnt incense at all the 
perilous places. It was amusing to see each 
day at the end of the boat the offering of a 


be The Martyr of Huping 








roasted fat pig to the river gods. The best por- 
tion of the pig was eaten by the family and 
crew, so that towards the end of our trip only 
the head and tail were brought forward in sac- 
rifice. Not unlike the kind of offerings even 
some Christians bring to the God of their sal- 
vation. When we were passing through the 
rapids, amid treacherous rocks, the old Chinese 
grandmother became afraid to ride in the boat 
in Christian company. With gestures she plead 
with us to get off and walk, but Mr. Reimert 
smiled kindly at her and assured her the Chris- 
tians had no fears. The poor old woman then 
got off herself, taking her little grandson, and 
trudging along through several inches of deep 
mud rather than risk going with Christians. 
The boat went safely on. 


One morning all of us were in great peril, 
and only the agility of mind and body which 
Mr. Reimert exercised saved the lives doubt- 
less of all on board. There was a strong wind, 
the boat lurched and the little stove in the liv- 
ing and dining room upset. One of the party 
cried out “the stove has turned over,” and Mr. 
Reimert lost no time in rushing to the scene, 
raised the stove, put out the fire, and saved the 
lives of all. Mrs. Steffen has a number of books 
which still bear the marks of the fire, and the 


Our House Boat Trip 73 
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floor was badly damaged. After disembarking, 
it was discovered that just under the stove in 
the lower part of the boat were stored a num- 
ber of cans with kerosene. The owner knew he 
could smuggle the oil, for we were flying the 
Stars and Stripes. 

The celebration of Mr. Reimert’s birthday on 
February 7th was a pleasant relaxation from 
the strain of passing through the rapids. Miss 
Traub served candy and cake on this occasion. 
Being away from his own home circle, we could 
see that this observance was deeply appre- 
ciated. 

How glad we all were upon our safe arrival 
at Shenchowfu after sixteen days of travel! 
All the dangers and deprivations along the way 
were forgotten in the hearty welcomes of our 
dear missionaries. We spent a most helpful 
week in seeing the work at the station so well 
begun and ably carried on. Praise and prayer 
occupied much of our time. Helpful confer- 
ences were held with our own missionaries, 
and blessed fellowships with the members of 
the Evangelical Mission. The return trip was 
made with little excitement, except an abun- 
dance of noise—shooting of fire crackers, beat- 
ing of gongs and other hilarities, due to the 
last day of the Chinese New Year’s celebra- 


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aoe 


tions, which usually last two weeks. We spent 
two days at Changteh with the Logan and 
Owen families, the latter now being one of our 
missionaries at Yochow City. 

In referring to our houseboat trip it was not 
my intention to enter into its varied experi- 
ences or to write fully of our work at Shen- 
chowfu, but simply to bring to view the wise, 
helpful and courageous conduct of the man with 
whom we spent thirty of the most thrilling and 
soul-inspiring days in a lifetime. 


X 


HIS WORK IN HUPING CHRISTIAN 
COLLEGE 


Educational work is now one of the most important 
branches of missionary endeavor... The power of edu- 
cation as an ally of the Gospel is clearly recognized. 
Not seldom does the school precede the Church and 
pave the way for its establishment. In many cases 
individuals are reached and families won by the preach- 
ing of the Gospel by means of the school who would 
be unapproachable by more direct means. And always 
the school quickly follows the Gospel in heathen lands. 
In short, it is seen to be a part of the Gospel idea of 
salvation that the mind should be rescued from dark- 
ness and the body from physical evil as the heart from 
sin. Wherever Christianity pure and undefiled goes, 
there the work of education goes with it. 


GEORGE HENRY HUBBARD. 




















STUDENTS OF Huprina Crris?Ttan Con 





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CHAPTER X 
His Work IN HUPING CHRISTIAN COLLEGE 


A TREADY in 1908, before the school had 
found a permanent home at Lakeside, Mr. 
Reimert began his helpful work among the 
boys and young men. It was by him that the 
first Y. M. C. A. was organized, thereby blend- 
ing Christian character and learning. During 
the year 1905, while Dr. Hoy was home on fur- 
lough, Mr. Reimert had full charge of the 
school. He did not, however, become fully iden- 
tified with the institution until the fall of 1913. 
His entering upon the educational work at 
Lakeside soon made manifest his unique influ- 
ence upon the boys and young men. He easily 
gained a leadership in the activities of the 
Y. M. C. A. and in the Sunday School work of 
the institution. He was often seen at his best 
near the close of the session of the Sunday 
School, when in his own way he brought home 
to the pupils the leading thought of the day’s 
lesson. A former student, who is now out in 
the business world, recently called to mind the 
hold that Mr. Reimert exercised on him in his 
religious experience. 
Mr. Reimert taught Genera] History and the 
Bible in the College, with a few classes in Eng. 


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lish. Everyone that knew him must say that he 
was most diligent in his preparation for 
the class-room. He was a conscientious and 
thoughtful teacher, one who gave every oppor- 
tunity to the students to do their best, and he 
was never satisfied with anything less. He 
never had any difficulty in the matter of disci- 
pline in the class-room, for when a teacher has 
the knack of keeping his boys engaged in hon- 
est study work there is no time for nonsense. 
When, however, on rare occasion there was 
need for stern dealing with a recreant student 
he never failed to administer proper punish- 
ment. We are told that there is very little 
oceasion for severe punishment of students, due 
largely to the standards set by Mr. Reimert, 
and which the student body has adopted for 
their guidance in College. There can be no 
doubt but the Reimert name will go down to 
generations among the students of Huping 
Christian College. They now observe the anni- 
versary of his death by assembling in the 
chapel that morning, and after a hymn and a 
prayer, the whole school marches to the 
grave, where the Scriptures are read, re- 
marks made, hymns sung and prayers offered. 
Through these annual services rings the one 
clear note—‘“He died for us.” 


XI 


A PIONEER IN PRIMARY 
SCHOOL WORK 


Oh! yet a few short years of useful life 

And all will be complete. stacirs 

ATL Leas What we have loved 
Others will love and we will teach them how; 
Instruct them how the mind of man becomes 
A thousand times more beautiful than the earth 
On which he dwells. 


WorRDSWORTH. 


CHAPTER XI 
A PIONEER IN PRIMARY SCHOOL WORK 


NE of the great achievements in the mis- 
sionary career of Mr. Reimert was the 
planting of a number of Primary Schools in 
the outstations. This branch of our work was 
the creation of his own fertile brain. The func- 
tion of the Primary School is to serve as a 
feeder for the central college, an entering 
wedge into new outstations, and a direct evan- 
gelizing agency. This was by no means an easy 
task, visiting these schools in the most remote 
places, during the inclement weather and bad 
roads of winter, and during the heat of sum- 
mer was often most trying. There were many 
serious and difficult situations to face, but in 
spite of them he wrote, “The week-end visita- 
tion of these schools, in spite of many discour- 
aging problems, is an unfailing source of 
pleasure, and I hope mutual profit.”” Under his 
wise and patient direction substantial progress 
was made, so that at the present time there 
are 15 schools, with about 815 pupils, in charge 
of that capable superintendent, Rev. Edwin A. 
Beck. It was difficult to get up a course of in- 
struction to fit the need and conditions of 
China and to meet at the same time the require- 


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ne 


ments of the Lakeside Schools, for which these 
schools are feeders. A unified course of study 
was adopted with a view to develop the heart, 
the affections and the mind, as well as the 
senses. Contrary to the general opinion of the 
Chinese mind and character, such studies as 
drawing, music, nature studies and geography 
have without exception become the most popu- 
lar courses of all the schools. 


Special stress is laid on physical culture. 
Calisthenics and plays are a part of the daily 
program. Association football is the most 
popular game of all. The last hour is usually 
given to this sport. It is the happiest hour of 
the day, and especially is this true of Chinese 
boys, who have no opportunity for any games 
in their narrow and restricted lives. The zest 
and spirit with which they enter into all games 
is one of the hopeful signs of young China. I 
am convinced that good, strongly-organized and 
well-conducted elementary schools are one of 
the special needs in the development of China. 

Religious instruction is one of the prominent 
features of these schools. Daily religious serv- 
ices under the charge of a Christian teacher or 
an evangelist are conducted before school-room 
work begins. Two periods a week of Bible in: 
struction are a part of the program. In every 





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school some of the boys study the Catechism 
under the evangelist, in preparation for bap- 
tism and church membership. We are begin- 
ning to reap the benefits of this system of 
Primary Schools throughout our Yochow field. 
They have become important feeders to Huping 
Christian College. Their influence is also no- 
ticed in the evangelistic work. They are not 
only great formative factors in the lives and 
characters of the boys, but they create an inter- 
est in the community in the work and life of the 
church. Their present great success may be 
traceable to the efficient supervision of our dear 
Missionary Reimert, whose name has become a 
household word in hundreds of Chinese homes 
in the Yochow district. He was the right man 
in the right place. 





XII 


TRIPS TO THE DAY SCHOOLS 
AS TOLD BY HIMSELF 


We need never expect that we shall feel adequate for 
our task. This sense of weakness keeps one dependent 
on God’s power; it keeps one humble, it develops tact 
through increasing sensitiveness to atmosphere; it is 
a constant reminder that any source or power is of 
God alone. Fortunate will it be for us if in all our 
preparation for service we learn this lesson well and 
have a simple, childlike faith in the truth of what Paul 
learned, “My power is made perfect in weakness,” and 
are able to respond in calm trust: ‘Wherefore I take 
pleasure in weaknesses .. .- for when I am weak 
then am I strong.” 


BERTHA CONDE. 





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THONONX LY SONIGTING IOOHOS AUVWIYG MAN 





CHAPTER XII 
TRIPS TO THE DAY SCHOOLS 
AS TOLD BY HIMSELF 


HILE home on furlough, we had the 

pleasure of entertaining the Secretary 
of the Board, Dr. Bartholomew, in our home 
for a day. It was arranged to drive him to 
Slatington, from New Tripoli, a country vil- 
lage, a distance of eleven miles. We had the 
choice of two horses—one my father’s, young, 
fast, spirited, but rather dangerous on account 
of his taking fright at automobiles. Another— 
my brother-in-law’s horse, old, gentle, and slow. 
I asked the Doctor which he preferred; he 
answered, “Don’t you have one in between?” 
I am in a similar position with regard to day 
school visitation. 

Our nine day schools are situated in a semi- 
circle, with the Lakeside Schools at the begin- 
ning of the radius. These schools are twenty, 
twenty-five, thirty and fifty miles from Lake- 
side. Week-ends are given to visitation and 
inspection. The trips are made on horseback. 
I have an old horse, long in the service of our 
Mission. She first carried Mr. Heinrichsohn 
over the hills and mountains of the Shenchow 
field, and during the last five years has been 


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Dee 


my faithful charger on all visits over the entire 
Yochow district. She is getting too old to do 
the work alone, so I raised a mule. She, how- 
ever, is only two and a half years old, and is 
too frisky and dangerous to use alone. Like 
Dr. Bartholomew, I often wish I had a horse 
“in between.” 


I always take the two on a trip and ride 
each half way. Two weeks ago I started out at 
daylight, riding “Lassie,” the old horse, with 
the mule running loose. When I came to a bay 
which had to be crossed on a ferry boat, the 
young mule, “Gigi,” was too wild and full of 
life to be persuaded to get on the boat. After 
wasting the greater part of an hour, we had to 
go without her. The trip was long and hard on 
old Lassie. A week later, in going to another 
station, I decided to make sure of Gigi the 
mule, and rode her first, with Lassie running 
loose. I had gone about two miles when Lassie 
turned tail and started for home. Nothing 
could persuade her to come along. I asked the 
horse coolie what was the matter—she had 
never done that before. He said, ‘““You always 
ride Lassie first. Today you rode the mule first. 
This offended Lassie—I noticed it from the time 
we started. She stood it as long as she could, 
but her heart got too sore and she went home.” 


Trips to the Day Schools 89 


So I had a long, difficult trip on a wild young 
mule. When we got to our destination, I don’t 
know which was more tired, the mule or the 
rider. 

Part of the trip was made along the railway 
track. On the way home, we came to a high 
bridge, consisting of railroad ties laid on iron 
girders, over a deep culvert. I wanted to stop 
Gigi, get off and lead her down over the em- 
bankment and across a stone bridge, but she 
took the bit in her teeth, and began to gallop 
across the bridge. Fearing she would break her 
own neck and mine in the bargain, I threw 
myself off, with nothing more serious happen- 
ing than a sprained back for myself and 
skinned legs for the mule—for she naturally 
soon stepped between the ties. We had a hard 
time getting her off the bridge. To show her 
appreciation, she gave a vicious kick at me. 
Fortunately I was just out of her reach. I look 
forward to the time when Gigi will get more 
mule sense, and then I will have a horse “in 
between.” 

This last trip was one of twenty-five miles 
over rather difficult roads. Our appetite was 
fairly well aroused by the time we reached our 
destination. Unfortunately the good evangelist 
did not know of our coming, and it took another 


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two hours to get a meal ready. When we were 
finally called to the guest room there were a 
half dozen steaming, savory dishes awaiting 
us. But a guest had preceded us. The family 
cat was on the middle of the table, gorging her- 
self with the choicest viands. Tabby was 
unceremoniously extracted from among the 
dishes, and we set-to with such good will that 
I am afraid we forgot all about the unbidden 
guest, and by the time we had finished with 
that meal, there was hardly enough left to 
appease even the appetite of the family cat. 
These Day Schools can and should become 
strong evangelizing forces in our mission work. 
They furnish an entering wedge into the hearts 
and homes of the parents. That they are an 
evangelizing as well as an educative force is 
shown by the fact that seven of the teachers 
and a number of the boys have become Chris- 
tians since their connection with these schools. 
There are now catechetical classes in each 
school, morning worship and Bible study are 
a part of the daily program. These schools are 
much appreciated. Last year at Nieh Kia Shi, 
the people subscribed enough money to fit up 
two rooms in the building used by the evange- 
listic department. Desks, benches, blackboards 


Trips to the Day Schools 91 


and table were all furnished by the people of 
the town. This year at Yang Lou Szi, enough 
money has been subscribed to erect a suitable 
building for a day school. The land has already 
been bought, and we have been asked to pre- 
pare a plan for the building and its furnish- 
ings. At Yuin Chi, the superintendent of 
twenty-seven government schools throughout 
the district has his two sons in our school, and 
frequently comes himself and helps to teach in 
order to learn how to conduct schools properly. 
He is now an inquirer and brings his town 
school to our Sunday services. He says our 
boys are so much better behaved and show so 
much more respect for their parents than the 
boys in his school. This got him interested in 
the Christian religion. 

These are some of the encouraging things 
of our work. There are, however, other fea- 
tures which are decidedly discouraging. One is 
the lack of proper buildings. We are cramped 
in most places into some part of the evange- 
listic department buildings, which that depart- 
ment is kind enough to give us. These build- 
ings are, for the most part, poor, unsuitable, 
unsanitary and overcrowded. Our great need 
in the Yochow field is chapel funds to properly 


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house our church and school work in the out- 
stations. The Chinese will help, but they can- 
not do it alone. 


XII] 


AN APPRECIATION BY 
DR. DANIEL BURGHALTER 


I served in a great cause: 

I served without heroism, without virtue, and with no 
promise of success, with no near destination of 
treasure; 

I was on the march, I contained that which persevered 
me to ends unseen, no footsore night relaxed my 
pace; 

There was only the press of invisible hands, only gray- 
brown eyes of invitation, 

Only my franchised heart to fuel the fires to suns. 


TRAUBEL. 


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HANKOW 


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CHAPTER XIII 
AN APPRECIATION BY DR. DANIEL BURGHALTER 


HILE itinerating in December of 1919 
for six days, in company with Brother 
Reimert, among the outstations of our Mission 
at Yochow, China, I was greatly impressed 
with the high esteem in which he was held by 
all classes of the native population. For a num- 
ber of years he had made his regular rounds 
among these outlying cities and villages as the 
superintendent of the schools established in 
these places by our Yochow Station. As a re- 
sult he was well-known by all the people. The 
Christian Chinese teachers showed their regard 
by their manifest pleasure in his presence, and 
moved about with him in their schools as with 
a brother and a friend, as well as with a co- 
worker. The schoolboys’ faces beamed with a 
loving and profoundly respectful light of joy 
as he stepped into their school-room. They 
seemed to take pride in reviewing their studies 
before him, and on the playground they played 
with a zest and a zeal which could only have 
been inspired by the sympathetic interest of a 
loving older brother. 
Usually as we entered the school a motley 
crowd of men and boys from the crowded 


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streets of these Chinese cities would follow us 
as far as the door, pushing and thronging the 
entrance, with the little boys of the street in 
front. These were often ragged, dirty, covered 
with sores, some half-blind, starved, pale, piti- 
able little fragments of humanity peering 
eagerly and wistfully through the door at the 
well-dressed, uniformed, well-fed, happy school- 
boys within. After a little while some boy 
‘among them, a little bolder than the rest, see- 
ing Mr. Reimert, would bolt directly for him, 
the whole group of a dozen or more following. 
They seized his hands, his coat, anything and 
anywhere that they could grab a hold, and from 
that time until we would leave again he had 
his escort wherever he went about the school 
buildings. All the while he would talk to them, 
sometimes he would sit on some bench or chair, 
and not only those boys, but older men from 
the street, would come in and crowd around 
him, all of them—young and old—listening 
with the most rapt attention to his voice, often 
asking questions. From village to village, and 
from city to city, this scene would repeat itself 
day after day for six days. 

The rest of our party would have our ponies 
saddled, ready to mount and ride to the next 
station—Mr. Reimert was still in the midst of 


An Appreciation 97 


his crowd of boys and men. We would call re- 
peatedly, ‘Come, we must go or we will be late 
for the next appointment.” He would say, “Yes, 
yes, I am coming!” and so finally he would lit- 
erally tear himself loose from this eager street 
crowd, and with bows and wavings and cries 
of the whole school and all the street population 
he would ride on out with us to the next sta- 
tion, only to have the same scenes repeated over 
and over. 


This aroused my greatest curiosity, and so 
after a number of days I asked him one night 
while we were retiring, “What do all these 
boys and these men from the streets want when 
they crowd around you so and won’t let you 
go?” This was his answer, with glistening eyes 
and trembling voice he said, “Why this is the 
thing that nearly breaks my heart.” I said, 
“What thing? What do they want?” “They 
want to come into our schools. The boys beg to 
come, and the old men, who are their fathers, 
or even grandfathers, and their uncles, make 
me all kinds of offers to take their boys in.” I 
said, “Why don’t you do it?” “That’s why my 
heart is breaking; we can’t. We haven’t the 
room nor the money, nor the teachers.” I said 
further to him, “Do they know that you are 
teaching Christianity?” “Yes, and they even 


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tell me that they want us to teach them the 
new doctrine.” In China it is a very common 
experience to refer to Christianity as the “new 
doctrine or teaching.” 

When six months later I learned that a ban- 
dit’s bullet had pierced this same heart which 
was breaking for the boys of the crowded 
streets of China, do you wonder that the first 
and most vivid picture of all my visit to China 
was dear Reimert, with clinging street urchins 
and their eager fathers begging him to take 
them into his schools and to teach them the 
new doctrine? 


EE Es 


XIV 
THE TRAGIC DEATH 


Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. 
I give a share of my soul to the world where my course 


is run. 

I know that another shall finish the task I must leave 
undone. 

I know that no flower, no flint was in vain on the path 
I trod. 


As one looks on a face through a window, through life 
I looked on God. 
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. 


AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR. 

















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CHAPTER XIV 
THE TRAGIC DEATH 


OR more than a week prior to the fatal end- 
ing of this noble life, Yochow City had 
been the scene of wild confusion. The inhabit- 
ants were expecting trouble, but not in the way 
it eventually came. Villainous looking soldiers 
had taken possession of the city. Looting be- 
came general. So lawless were these soldiers 
and so absolutely without discipline that hun- 
dreds of men, women and children sought 
refuge in the Mission compound in the city. 
Little fear was felt for the safety of our mis- 
sionaries at Lakeside, but the outlook for our 
workers in the city was very serious. To add 
to the gravity of the situation, Chang Chin 
Yao, the military Governor of Hunan, arrived 
on the Saturday previous with his bandit 
soldiers. He should have been a protection to 
the people, but he gave no heed to their pitiful 
appeals. 

Coming now to the events at Lakeside, the 
scene of the awful tragedy, the first alarm was 
felt on Saturday morning when a barge bear- 
ing a great number of soldiers was moored at 
the bund outside the college compound. The 
soldiers were put on shore and some of the Mis- 


102 The Martyr of Huping 


sion workers went out to enquire what it 
meant. When told that they were anxious to 
get to the city, a party of soldiers were given 
permission to pass through the compound to 
the main road on the other side. This they did 
in an orderly manner, but it seems evident that 
it gave them an opportunity to see the defense- 
less state of the college compound which led to 
the later outrage. 

On Sunday morning Missionary Reimert vis- 
ited our Ziemer Memorial Girls’ School in the 
city, and at his suggestion the school gate was 
closed as a precaution against soldiers coming 
in, and it was kept closed. As he was leaving 
the city to return to his home at Lakeside, he 
told Dr. Adams, “If you need me, send for me.” 
That same afternoon they did need him, for our 
city compound was then in great danger, but 
the messenger sent to ask for help found the 
Lakeside compound infested with soldiers, and 
Mr. Reimert lay dead at the East Gate. 

Shortly after his return to Lakeside on en- 
tering his home, several students and the gate 
keeper came to tell him that the soldiers were 
coming and hundreds of women and children 
had already fled for safety into the compound. 
The last words spoken to his dear wife were, 
“Mother, I must go and see what the conditions 


The Tragic Death 103 








are in the compound.” To the question of Mrs. 
Hoy, “What shall we do with the women to pro- 
tect them from the soldiers?” Mr. Reimert re- 
plied, “Take them over to the big chapel.’”’ So 
far as is known, the women and children found 
a safe retreat in the house of the Lord. In com- 
pany with Prof. George Bachman, Mr. Reimert 
went to the East Gate of the college compound 
to assist the people and to satisfy, if possible, 
the hunger of stray soldiers of the Seventh 
Division. A few people were shot and Mr. 
Bachman did what he could to give them med- 
ical aid. He then came to Mr. Reimert, who 
was cordially greeting a group of eight soldiers 
outside the gate. They said they were hungry, 
but it was evident that these soldiers did not 
want food, but “loot,” and entrance into the 
compound. Mr. Reimert told them, “You can- 
not come in here,” because many of the women 
were terror-stricken. On hearing this a soldier, 
a few feet outside the gate, fired the fatal shot, 
piercing the heart, and the body instantly sank 
to the ground. While Mr. Bachman stood on 
one side of the gate, a soldier put his gun 
through the slats of the gate and held it to his 
breast. The brave missionary said, ‘““You can 
shoot if you want me.” The shot was fired, but 
Mr. Bachman miraculously escaped by getting 


104 The Martyr of Huping 


behind the heavy gate. “Where is the other 
foreigner?” “Where is the other foreigner?” 
rent the air. The gate was then broken down, 
and the captain, who was the first to reach the 
body of Missionary Reimert, took his watch, 
glasses and hat. Through the tall grass Mr. 
Bachman made his escape to the other side of 
the compound, where he found Mrs. Reimert, 
Margaret Reimert and Mrs. Hoy in hiding near 
the chapel, and with the help of Prof. Horace 
R. Lequear placed them in the deep grass for 
protection. 


Attempts to rescue the body of Mr. Reimert 
were futile, as the soldiers opened fire as soon 
as any one went in that direction. Later in the 
day, amid the shadows of the evening, the body 
was carried out from under the gate by Mr. 
Bachman, with the help of students, into the 
Reimert home. There the body was prepared 
for burial as could best be done under the dis- 
tressing circumstances. A man in the country 
gave his own coffin for the repose of the mortal 
remains of this servant of God. Funeral ser- 
vices were held in the Lakeside Chapel on 
Tuesday at 4 P. M. Mrs. Reimert and her 
daughter were not present, for they, with the 
other women of the station, had been taken for 
safety to Kuling. Burial took place in the little 





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FAREWELL PHOTOGRAPH TO MISSIONARY REIMERT WITH INSCRIPTION 
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MEMORIAL TABLET IN HUPING COLLEGE CHAPEL 


The Tragic Death 105 


cemetery on the college campus, where repose 
the precious remains of our three other work- 
ers, S. Emma Ziemer, T. Edmund Winter and 
James A. Laubach. 

Since all our missionaries, with the excep- 
tion of a few men who were present at the last 
sad rites, had fled for their lives to Hankow, 
how appropriate are the words: 

“So with none but strangers to do for him, 
He was laid away to his long rest— 
No, not strangers, but the Chinese and for- 
eigners, 
He so greatly loved.” 


The Chinese Loved Him 

On September 20, 1920, a memorial service 
was held in the Lakeside chapel in charge of 
the Chinese. A host of friends of the sainted 
missionary vied with one another in paying 
tribute to his worth as a faithful teacher and 
true friend. Students and teachers of Huping 
Christian College gave evidence of their pro- 
found respect for the memory of their slain 
brother. They dwelt on the life and energy 
that he inspired in their lives. Rev. Edwin A. 
Beck at the time wrote a graphic account of 
this memorial service. ‘‘Unemotional people, 
these Chinese! Are they? There was Mr. 


106 The Martyr of Huping 








Hsiung, Master of Ceremonies, so filled with 
emotion that he could hardly begin the service. 
And Evangelist Tang, in the midst of his 
tribute, found it necessary to keep us in sus- 
pense till he gained control of himself again. 
At the grave Evangelist Ma nearly broke down 
in his prayer! Expressions from the heart! 

They spoke of him as a teacher and friend; 
they spoke of his strenuous physical life; of his 
exposures; of his enthusiasm; but most of all 
they spoke of his patience with them when they 
were slow and stupid; and the fervor of his 
prayer life. 

The Lakeside chapel was taken over by stu- 
dents and teachers (Chinese) and elaborately 
decorated in approved Chinese fashion. Many 
scrolls were prepared by friends and acquaint- 
ances and presented reverential tokens; the 
walls of the chapel were full of them—fifty 
pairs,—expressions of beautiful and exalted 
sentiment. 

A large portrait was unveiled, and a bronze 
tablet engraved. A unique feature of the ser- 
vice was the presentation of souvenir photo- 
graphs of the deceased to each guest; and it 
was interesting to see how these were taken 
and prized. 

The chapel altar was decorated with the 


The Tragic Death 107 


legend, “SACRIFICE”; and in the memorial 
addresses the dominant theme was, “He gave 
his life for us.”’ Not only in the chapel at Lake- 
side is this sentiment expressed; but in town 
and surrounding country as well, you hear it 
said, “His death saved us from the brutality 
of those cruel soldiers.” And for this there 
seems to be foundation; for those brutal sol- 
diers appeared frightened at their own excesses 
and hurried on, thus saving many people the 
bitterness of death and violence.” 


Memorial Tablet 
In order to perpetuate the memory of Mis- 
sionary Reimert, a bronze tablet was hung on 
the wall of the school chapel, written in 
Chinese, setting forth his fine ability, his high 
character and his personal attractiveness. Mr. 
Li Si made a translation in English of the in- 
scription, and sent a copy to Mrs. Reimert “to 
be of some comfort to your heart.” We give it 
in its original form as follows: 
Epitaph of Rev. William A. Reimert 
Rev. William A. Reimert served China 
faithfully for eighteen years. 
He loved the Chinese people with all his 
heart and will. 
To Dr. Hoy he was the right and left 


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hand, helping in all things. 

Through the establishment of various 
day schools he won an undying fame. 

For the best interest of the Church, he 
exerted his utmost, 

And overcame the unavoidable difficul- 
ties by his unceasing effort. 

When Dr. Hoy was called back to Amer- 
ica, 

He was chosen the acting principal of 
the school in China. 

Ah! the defeated soldiers so wild and 
fierce, 

That the neighboring people came to him 
for relief. 

Down to the gate Mr. Reimert moved to 
receive them all, 

He talked with the bandits so gently 
that it almost softened their wild hearts. 

Suddenly he was mortally wounded for 
refusing to open the gate. 

The head murderer ran away and the 
rest trembled after his breathing his last. 

To this effect the relief society in town, 

Composing nearly all the whole popula- 
tion of the city, began to pay special heed 
to the deserted soldiers. 

When the contention ended, everyone, 


The Tragic Death 109 


sound and safe, returned to their respect- 
ive homes. 

Their salvation is largely and truly due 
to Mr. Reimert’s ‘“Self-Sacrifice.” 

They honor him and keep him as vivid 
remembrance for life. 

This daring feat he performed has been 
fully described in a plate of glittering 
gold; 

This True Christian Spirit he embodied, 
will be highly appreciated and be borne in 
the Chinese mind to the end of the world. 


Memorial Services in the Homeland 


Memorial services were held in the Ebenezer 
Church, New Tripoli, Pa., his home congrega- 
tion, on Sunday morning, October 10, 1920, and 
on the same day in the afternoon in Zion 
Church, Allentown, Pa., where the farewell 
service had been held eighteen years before. 
On October 24, a similar service was held in 
St. Paul’s Church, Summit Hill, Pa., his first 
and only charge in the homeland. At all these 
services large congregations were in attend- 
ance, attesting by their presence, their esteem 
for the missionary and sympathy for the widow 
and her four orphan children. The Secretary 
of the Board of Foreign Missions based his ad- 


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dress on the words in Revelation 14: 4, 
“These are they which follow the Lamb whith- 
ersoever He goeth.” 


XV 
THES PAMIPY TIES 


NOT DIVIDED 


“H’en for the dead, I will not bind 
My soul to grief:— 

Death cannot long divide, 

For is it not as though the rose, that 
Climbed my garden wall, 

Had blossomed on the other side? 
Death doth hide, 
But not divide! 

Thou art but on Christ’s other side. 

Thou art with Christ and Christ with me, 
In Him united still we are.” 











His Son, WILLIAM, AND Pony 

















CAMPING IN THE FALL oF 1918 


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CHAPTER XV 
THE FAMILY TIES 


NE of the great spiritual influences on the 
mission field is the home of the mission- 

ary. It is a constant object lesson to the people 
among whom he lives and labors. Of little help 
is the missionary who does not by his home life 
exemplify the love and life and light of Jesus. 
Human life finds its first and best culture in 
the Christian home. Nowhere does the Christ- 
ian count for so much as in the family where 
the habits, the tastes, the aspirations and the 
conscience of the race are determined for time 
and eternity. In the nature of the case the 
family ties are closer on the mission field than 
they would be even in the homeland. The chil- 
dren at an early age enter into family prob- 
lems with growing sympathy and intelligence. 
It is a frequent occurrence that the children of 
missionaries give evidence of more maturity of 
thought than the children of similar age in the 
homeland. This is due to the fact that the 
children often have no other associates than 
their parents and the other workers at the sta- 
tion. This experience is told in a most touching 
manner in the letters that follow of the hus- 
band to the wife, the father to the son, the 


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widow to me, and more especially in the touch- 
ing letter to me from the elder son William.- 


Letter to His Wife 
Yocuow, CHINA, Aug. 15, 1905. 
MY DEAR WIFE: 

This is William’s birthday. How I wish I 
could celebrate the day with you! What a big 
boy we are having and how rich we are! He 
has been many a blessing and joy to us in these 
three years. His babyhood and these few 
years of his life have been of inestimable value 
to us in the comfort, peace and happiness they 
have brought to us. He is living our lives over 
for us. How many of his innocent childish 
ways and capers remind us and take us back 
to our own tender years of childhood, to a time 
of which we may remember little or nothing 
except the stories that are told of us by par- 
ents and friends; stories that are not always 
to our credit. And yet what innocence, guile- 
lessness, and sincerity, does William remind us 
of in our early years. In our riper years how 
full of selfishness, hypocrisy, insincerity, and 
guilt we are. Could we not almost wish to be 
transported once more to a time of his years 
so full of enthusiasm, life, and sweetness! Not 
that we would have more years but fuller years 


The Family Ties 115 


to live, fuller of service and blessing to others 
and fuller of satisfaction to ourselves because 
of our added lessons, experiences, recollections, 
and visions. But even in our fixed conditions 
and period of life, what a revelation his little 
life is daily to us of what God intends all His 
children to be, large and small. Not only are 
we put into this world pure and innocent and 
lovely, but if we would follow out His will and 
purposes, we would remain pure and lovely 
and innocent, all our days. May William’s 
birthday lead us to reflection and meditation 
and may it be an inspiration to us to be truer 
to ourselves, truer to others, and truer to our 
FATHER whose dear little children we are. 
Affectionately yours, 
WILL. 


Letter to His Son 
LAKESIDE, Aug. 14, 1913. 


MY DEAR SON: 

Happy birthday! It seems only a few weeks 
ago since I wrote your last birthday letter. You 
are surely growing into a man very fast. 
Eleven years is a good age. These years will 
mean more to you than any others in your life. 
Things that happen during the next few years 


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you will remember forever, while most events 
afterwards you will forget. 

The next few years are the years of habit 
formation, too. What you train yourself to do 
and be in the next few years, you will do and 
be the rest of your life. You are a good boy 
and we are proud of you. Mother writes some 
very nice things about you this summer. That’s 
fine. 

I should like to be with you today. But one 
of the hardest lessons in life to learn is that we 
can’t always get what we want or do what we 
like. I have had a very hard time to learn that 
lesson. I learned it after much trouble and 
annoyance to my friends and myself. But I 
think I have learned it pretty well. 

Have you ever noticed that some of the hard- 
est lessons in life to learn are the most import- 
ant? Well, they usually are, but it pays to 
learn them well. 

Now, my son, I would like you to remember 
just one thing from the time you are 11 years 
old until you are five times eleven. It is this,— 
Try with all your might to get what you want 
honestly; but always be satisfied and happy 
with what you can get. That is a pretty big 
lesson for a boy of eleven to learn. It will take 





The Family Ties 117 


you several years to learn it, perhaps many— 
but remember it. 

Your dog Fritz is a mischievous long-legged 
rascal. He and Jack are great friends. When- 
ever I am about and don’t pay any attention to 
him he nips me in the legs—just a tiny bit to 
let me understand that he is there. We clipped 
all the dogs. His tail looked like a worm curled 
over his back when we got through with him. 
He was outside the gate and got into a fight 
yesterday. Jack rushed out and helped him. 
They soon came back happy, having completely 
licked their enemy—a long haired black and 
white dog. 

I can’t imagine what you want with a wolf’s 
eye lantern. There are no wolves on Kuling. I 
will send it and the racket with Mr. Lequear. 

My love to you, your mother, brother and 
sisters, FATHER. 


Letter from Mrs. Reimert 
TIFFIN, OHIO, August, 1920. 
DEAR DR. BARTHOLOMEW: 

We arrived here safely on Monday night. 
We had a good voyage across the Pacific. Our 
trip across the continent was very hot and 
dusty. 

It was a great joy to find William waiting 


118 The Martyr of Huping 


for us here, but what a different home coming 
from what we had anticipated. Words fail to 
express our great loss and grief. I dare hardly 
think of the scenes of that dreadful day at 
Lakeside, but our dear Heavenly Father has 
been so near to me during it all and given me 
wonderful strength day by day. What a com- 
fort to know that His grace is sufficient at 
all times. How gently He leads and provides 
if we just follow His leading and fully trust 
Him. 

It is beautiful to know that we are all under 
His great care and keeping and that all is right 
that seems most wrong, if it be His sweet will. 

William told me that you so kindly offered 
to come to see me, so we are not planning to 
stop at Philadelphia, but go straight to our 
relatives at Wanamaker. We expect to arrive 
there on Saturday evening. I shall be glad to 
see you any time after Sunday that you will 
find it convenient to come. 

If possible please let me know when you are 
coming. 

I had such a good rest here at Beams’. It 
seems like home to be with them. 

Thank you so much for your kindness by 
giving William this great pleasure of meeting 
us here. It meant so much to me. 


‘The Family Ties 119 


The children are such a great comfort to me 
I don’t know what I should do without them. 
Kindest regards from all to Mrs. Bartholo- 
mew and yourself. 
Very cordially, 
Mary A. REIMERT. 
Letter from His Son William 


I always called him “Dad,” not “Father,” not 
“Pop,” just “Dad.” And that expresses better 
than anything else could the relation that ex- 
isted between us. 

Isolated as we were from the many contacts 
the average American boy makes with those of 
his own age, we most naturally grew to know 
and understand a great deal of each other. He 
was my boyhood pal. It was Dad who taught 
me to ride, to swim, to play tennis, to shoot 
quickly and accurately. He was the hero of my 
boyish mind; and the more I reflect on those 
happy boyhood days, the more satisfied I am 
that he was my hero. 

What a pal he was! Never too tired to refuse 
a race on horse back or a game of tennis, only 
to sit into the night making up for the time he 
lost “playing with his boys.” I never think of 
those days without thinking of him; for he was 
the center of all the carefree activities that 
filled every hour, 


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When my brother and I went away to school, 
one of the things we looked forward to the 
most was the occasional letter from Dad—full 
of his delightful humor, excellent advice; and 
when we needed it, firm and impressive rebuke. 
I have those letters to this day, and I still read 
them with the same feeling of reverence and 
respect that I felt as a boy of thirteen. 

It is my firm belief that the secret of his suc- 
cess with the boys with whom he worked lay in 
his deep understanding of a boy’s mind and his 
mental complexes. Never will I forget how he 
sided with me against mother for that first 
pair of long trousers, and how cleverly he help- 
ed us overcome her objections to swimming in 
the deep waters of Tung Ting Lake. His was 
the boy’s heart, and at those times I imagine 
he traveled back on memory’s path to the days 
when he too had boyish problems to solve. 

I shall always think of him as “my Dad,” for 
that is how I knew him last and best. I shali 
always cherish those days of glorious fellow- 
ship in our home and at play, more particularly 
the days when he permitted me to accompany 
him on his trips to the day schools. It seems 
like yesterday that I rode by his side under the 
open sky and learned from the lips of the finest 
man in my youthful ken of the ways of men; 





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the great world of which I knew so little; the 
problems that would face me, and how he want- 
ed me to face them. 

My greatest regret is that I could not know 
my father as I grew older and my problems 
more puzzling. But he has been with me al- 
ways, and, if in the short span of my existence, 
I have done anything well, done anything noble 
or kind for my fellow man, it is because of the 
inspiration of his unseen presence. 

The memory of our parting on the muddy 
waters of Woosung harbor still remains clear. 
He on one side of the gang plank and I on the 
other, waving good-bye, both swallowing hard 
the great lump that rose in each throat. Both 
trying to smile bravely through the tears, and 
both anxious, even then, for the meeting that 
was planned two years hence. 

Our meeting has been long and sadly delay- 
ed. I look forward to it as anxiously as I did 
seven years ago. And when it does take place 
it will be the glorious meeting of a boy and his 
Dad, long separated. 

There are but two things I ask for this life 
of mine. The one, that I may in a measure live 
his life of service; the other, that some day I 
too may be the “Dad” my father was. 


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XVI 
TRIBUTES OF ESTEEM 


AN ELEGAIC SONNET 
To THE REV. WILLIAM A. REIMERT 
Missionary to China, 


Martyred June 13, 1920 


(Read by his classmate, William M. Rife, Carlisle, 
Pa., on the occasion of the 25th anniversary of the Class 
of ’98 at Ursinus Alumni Dinner, June 9, 1923.) 


For Lehigh’s gentle youth we bow the head; 
For him, a dauntless spirit, wells the tear, 
United Christendom the story hear 

And know of him, a famed alumnus, sped 

By Oriental heathen hate that bred 

His murder foul and violent. The leer 

Of yellow infidel, and frenzied jeer 

And devil thirst for pillage struck him dead. 
Immortal Son, Ursinus’ Martyr, sleep! 

A son of God, your consecrated all 

You gave; responded to the Gospel’s call; 

In far Yochow God’s altar built. A guest 

Of memory today, the vigil keep 

O’er us. Inspire and challenge, thou, our best. 








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CHAPTER XVI 
TRIBUTES OF ESTEEM 


An Undying Work Begun 
It certainly will ever be a great inspiration 
to me to have been a friend and associate of 
Missionary Reimert. What an undying work 
Mr. Reimert has begun!—KARL H. BECK. 


A Blow to All of Us 


It is a terrible blow which has come to our 
Mission and to us all personally, for Mr. Reim- 
ert was the well-beloved, kind, helpful friend 
of all of us. Mrs. Reimert is wonderfully brave. 
She has shown a most beautiful spirit which is 
truly an example to us all, but she needs our 
prayers very much.—MARION P. FIROR. 


He Gave His Life for Others 

So many of the Chinese think that Mr. 
Reimert’s death was the means of saving the 
rest of us, and this may be true, for had this 
not occurred at the very beginning of the 
trouble the slaughter might have been whole- 
sale. A friend writes to me that they were 
speaking of him as ‘God’s good man,’ and, like 
the Good Shepherd, he was ever giving his life 
for the sheep—even to the end.—DR. WILLIAM 
F. ADAMS. 


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Like the Saviour He Loved 


A few weeks after his untimely martyrdom, 
one of his old students came to me with tears 
in his eyes and said: ‘Mr. Reimert by his death 
saved thousands at Yochow.’ Upon asking 
what he meant, he replied, ‘Why, if Mr. Reim- 
ert had not been killed, the American gunboats 
would not have come to port, and had not the 
American gunboats arrived when they did, 
thousands of people in Yochow would have 
been massacred by the retreating northern 
forces.’ In thus saving others at the expense 
of his own life, he was like the Saviour he 
loved, who died that we might live.—REV. 
ASHER R. KEPLER. 


A Challenge to the Young 


China will never be the same to us as before 
his martyrdom. It will be dearer to us and 
richer to us because his blood was spilled for 
us there. The blood of the martyrs is the seed 
of the Church. How many more of our young 
people will his martyr death call into the foreign 
field? When the missionaries, fifty years ago, 
died like flies in Africa, for every one that died 
there were several ready to go. And that has 
always been true in the history of missions. 
Reimert’s death is a challenge to the young 


Tributes of Esteem 127 


people of our own Church.—DrR. JAMES I. 
GOOD. 


He Lived His Religion 
A man who lived his religion as did our Mr. 
Reimert will never be forgotten by Chinese or 
foreigners.—ANNA KANNE STEFFEN. 


He Died to Protect Others 


I have not all the details of the Lakeside 
attack. It will take some time for me to gather 
all the facts. One thing is clear—Brother 
Reimert’s death has made a profound impres- 
sion upon the Chinese and God will bless this. 
They, the Chinese, say that Brother Reimert 
laid down his life to protect the women and 
girls from the brutalities of the wanton sol- 
diers. The spirit of Christian knighthood is not 
dead. Let us honor this glorious sacrifice by 
nobler service on our part. Mrs. Reimert is 
brave; but, O Lord, her heart is sore, and so is 
mine.—DR. WILLIAM E. Hoy. 


A Stupendous Loss 
Along with our fellow-missionaries we feel 
keenly the personal loss we have sustained in 
the sudden taking away of our esteemed co- 
worker, Rev. W. A. Reimert. His companion- 
ship on many a trying trip to the outstations 


128 The Martyr of Huping 








meant much to us and his wise counsel and 
sound advice have helped and encouraged us in 
many a difficult situation. The work of our 
Mission has sustained a stupendous loss, and 
we can but pray that God will make use of this 
tragic occurrence to further, in some way, the 
cause of His Kingdom.—REv. F. K. HEINRICH- 
SOHN. 


The Mystery of His Untimely End 


A wonderful life has come to a close. A 
herald of the cross, a hero of the faith has laid 
down his life! The love of Christ had con- 
strained him to answer the call—‘Who will go?’ 
—‘I will go.’ Surely he has accomplished a 
great work. Truly he has seen and witnessed 
great transitions in that land of possibilities. 
The desire of his soul has been realized. He 
hoped to launch a great enterprise. He has 
helped to open the door and today there is the 
‘open door’ whereof we should be glad and 
thankful. Truly we believe that he should have 
remained longer to see the fruits of his labors 
and still further the work so nobly begun! But 
why was he cut down in the prime of life? 
Why was the young Galilean cut down in the 
prime of life? Speak, thou hidden Mystery! 
‘What I do now ye know not but ye shall know, 


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understand, hereafter.’ Do we know? Surely! 
deep, unfathomable are the mysteries of divine 
grace and love. I believe, Brother Bartholo- 
mew, that out of this great event (dare we say 
misfortune?) will come a rich harvest that will 
bring riches to many lives. I see the hand of 
God directing and shaping the destiny of Em- 
pires, of lives and of His Kingdom.—REv. 
CHARLES A. BUTZ. 

Our Missionary Martyr 

From The Outlook of Missions 

June 13, 1920, will always be remembered as 
a fatal day for our China Mission. It was the 
day when cruel plunderers invaded the Lake- 
side compound, and shot dead our dear brother, 
Rev. William A. Reimert, one of our most de- 
voted missionaries. They were soldiers, who 
did these foul deeds, ruffians of the worst type. 
As we think of what our Mission is doing, and 
the spirit in which our missionaries are living 
among the Chinese, we are led to pray for the 
murderers: “Father, forgive them, for they 
know not what they do.” 

Only a code message has thus far been re- 
ceived from Dr. William F. Adams, Secretary 
of the China Mission. We should receive letters 
by the middle of July. There is every reason to 
hope that all the other missionaries are safe. 


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Missionary Reimert has left a record that 
any Christian worker may well covet. He was 
by nature and by grace endowed for the great 
service that he rendered to His Lord and the 
Church. Of a quiet, gentle spirit, he won the 
hearts of all who came in contact with him. 
Beloved by the people for his devotion to them, 
esteemed by his co-workers for his fine sense of 
fair play, and mourned by a host of friends, 
such is the inscription that will ever adorn the 
name of William A. Reimert, a Christian mar- 
tyr to the cause of truth and righteousness in 
China. 


The Church Bows in Sorrow 
From the Reformed Church Messenger 


The sad news in Dr. Bartholomew’s state- 
ment, with the appealing pictures of our dear 
friend who paid the last full measure of devo- 
tion to the greatest of causes, and his bereaved 
family, bring home to the Church with tragic 
intensity the genuine sacrifices of our mission- 
ary heroes and heroines on the far-flung battle 
line of the Kingdom. It is the fine flower of 
our faith that these men and women of God 
are willing, if need be, to die at the post of 
duty. No soldiers in the trenches will walk 
more unflinchingly than they the path of “peril, 


Tributes of Hsteem Poe 


toil and pain.” Do we remember often enough 
in our prayers those so far away from home 
who stand on the frontiers of the world for 
Christ? 

We cannot believe that the peril in Hunan 
will be more than temporary and sporadic, such 
as must ever be considered probable under un- 
settled conditions in a war-torn world. But 
whatever the peril, others will volunteer to 
carry the torch that falls from the hands of our 
martyrs. The work must go on. 

We thank God for such a life as that of Wil- 
liam A. Reimert. He was a great missionary, 
and he has rendered a service that will live for- 
ever. Let us keep very tenderly in our hearts 
these days the dear wife and children of our 
slain brother. May they have in abundant 
measure the peace of God in their great grief! 


Death Loves a Shining Mark 
From a Letter to Mrs. Reimert 

Words fail me to tell you how sad of heart I 
have been ever since the distressing news came 
to hand of the tragic death of dear Brother 
Reimert. I cannot pour out my soul to you in 
words. I rejoice to know that the Lord has 
given you abundant grace to bear up under this 
great sorrow and to be able to tell me that you 
ean fully trust Him. This certainly shows a 


132 The Martyr of Huping 


beautiful Christian spirit, and the mind of a 
servant of Christ who by experience has been 
taught that all things work together for good 
to them that love the Lord. 

Long ago I heard it said, “Death loves a 
shining mark.” He surely found that mark in 
the one who gave up his life at the gate while 
on guard for the safety of the women and chil- 
dren within the compound. I need not tell you 
of my great love and high esteem for your dear 
husband. Let me extend to you and your dear 
children and all your loved ones, my deepest 
sympathy in this new bereavement that has 
befallen you. May the Lord comfort you, sus- 
tain you and defend you in every time of need. 
God is our refuge and strength and He will not 
forsake His faithful children.—SECRETARY 
BARTHOLOMEW. 

An Appreciation 
Action of the China Mission 

When, on the 18th of June, 1920, Northern 
soldiers, during their retreat before the South- 
ern forces, made a cowardly attack upon our 
people and property of Huping College, Yochow 
City, Hunan, China, and foully murdered the 
Rev. William A. Reimert, they inflicted upon 
his family, the Reformed Church in the United 
States, our Board of Foreign Missions and on 





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the China Mission a great loss. If death brings 
us this painful consciousness of loss, does it not 
mean that before this brother could be lost he 
had to be possessed? In his family life as hus- 
band and father, as son and brother, he was 
indeed not his own but belonged, body and soul, 
mind and spirit, to those who were the constant 
object of his solicitous care, his watchful and 
ungrudging labor, and his reassuring affection 
and forethought. To these we can say that the 
promises of our Lord help us to point them to 
the law of spiritual life and growth that loss 
is turned into the imperishable riches of our 
faith in eternal life through the Resurrection 
and the Life. 


At school Brother Reimert was also the pos- 
session of others. He was an earnest student, 
the joy of his teachers, the hope of his college 
and seminary. He was the center of a bright 
circle of college friends, who to this day re- 
member him out of the fullness of what he un- 
consciously imparted unto them of fair visions 
and noble purposes. In 1902, Dr. James I. 
Good wrote to the President of our China Mis- 
sion as follows: “In mental and spiritual en- 
dowments and in leadership among his fellows 
he stands to the front of my pupils.” We may 
say that among his school friends he made 


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ideals realizable that apart from him would 
never have been dreamed of, and by doing this 
he enhanced in the men he touched the value of 
life. 

To his large circle of friends among the laity 
and ministry of the Reformed Church in the 
United States, to our Board of Foreign Mis- 
sions and to the Prayer Circle by whom he was 
so faithfully supported the news of his murder 
came with the sense of an impoverishing rob- 
bery. To these we may say, that however they 
may conceive death, it belongs to those suffer- 
ings by which Christians learn obedience, and 
are made more fit for God. 

Here in China, among the Chinese and in the 
China Mission of the Reformed Church in the 
United States the loss we have sustained brings 
out into bold relief the worth of our social and 
personal possessions in our departed brother. 
Teacher, preacher, friend, more than brother 
to some of the older, father and guide to many 
a Chinese lad or youth, a lover of truth, a sin- 
cere and humble follower of Jesus Christ, ever 
striving to visualize the real spiritual presence 
of God in a remarkable gift of prayer, the Rev. 
William A. Reimert will always belong to the 
Chinese. The families centering in the dynamic 
circle of the Day Schools which his rich person- 


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ality vitalized will never lose the vision and in- 
spiration of that manhood splendid. The pupils 
and teachers of those Day Schools, and the 
faculty and students of Huping College will 
never let go their firm hold on the quickening 
principles instilled by his presence and untir- 
ing service. The China Mission in general and 
the Yochow Station in particular will ever 
cherish the rich inheritance of his personality 
and companionship. A safe and wise guide in 
his grasp of the fundamentals of missions he 
brought to us undying influences to make our 
lives and service more worth while individually 
and collectively. 

We know not now the full lesson of his re- 
moval from us, but we will learn it step by 
step. The Chinese say that in his self-sacrifice 
for the safety and honor of the women and 
girls he saved thousands. To live or to die for 
others, we know not which is best. However, 
in the combination of these two forms of high 
service have we not the best that can be said 
of any man? What more can a man do or be 
or give? God help us to learn our task. 

Respectfully submitted, 
WILLIAM EDWIN Hoy, 
ALICE E. TRAUB, 
GEORGE RANDOLPH SNYDER, 
Committee. 


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His Last Words to Dr. Hoy 


And now we must bow in grief and in resig- 
nation of soul when we refer to the murder of 
Rev. William A. Reimert by Northern soldiers 
on June 13, 1920. As one of the men in the 
office of the Associated Mission Treasurers in 
Shanghai said to me, “It is one of those inscrut- 
able experiences of life that impel us forward 
rather than hinder us.” A kind and genial 
friend, a real brother in Christ Jesus, a safe 
counsellor, a man of fervent spirit, of remark- 
able gifts of prayer, an inspiration to others, a 
most excellent guide of boys and young men, a 
sincere follower of Jesus Christ, a lover of 
truth, alive to God and to the best that may be 
found in men,—a manly man, a Godly man, has 
been taken from us. And how? He died for 
others. He was thinking not of self; he gave 
himself to save the honor of women and girls 
from the brute force and lust of undisciplined 
soldiers. The whole world heard the news by 
cable message. When the whole world truly 
appreciates the motive of his self-sacrifice, men 
will place new value on the human race that 
can produce such a spirit and such an act of 
devotion to the highest, holiest ideal of man- 
hood. Thank God for such a type of man in 
Christ Jesus. Thousands of Chinese say, “He 





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gave himself for us;’”’ and so he did. Shall we 
not all strive to honor his memory by a larger, 
greater, better Huping College? The last words 
he spoke to me as he bade me good-bye on leav- 
ing for the United States last March were, 
“The Greater Huping College!” Yes, strong 
brother of my soul, the greater Huping College 
will hold thy name in loving, inspiring remem- 
brance forever. 


Love’s Strength Standeth in Life’s Sacrifice 
By His Associate, Rev. J. W. Owen 


In St. Paul’s Cathedral, London, the visitor 
will see a tablet with an inscription which runs 
something as follows: “If you seek for a me- 
morial to Christopher Wren, look around;’ 
and what a wonderful memorial that stately 
building is to that great man. One of the great- 
est missionaries of the Reformed Church—Rev. 
W. A. Reimert has been called to higher ser- 
vice, and we who knew him so well and worked 
with him in China would say: Do you seek for 
a memorial to Brother Reimert? LOOK 
AROUND. 

Look around, not at buildings of stone, brick, 
or wood,—though he has some fine buildings of 
these materials to his credit—but at the lives 
of men, women and children who have been 


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won for Christ and His Kingdom through his 
life and service. Look around through the large 
Yochow District and see the large number of 
Day Schools he has organized and supervised, 
the bright faces of hundreds of boys to whom 
he has brought life and hope. Look around, and 
see an undying memorial in the most trust- 
worthy Evangelists we have in our China field. 
Men who were won for Christ in those hard 
early years, who were taught and trained by 
years of patient and painstaking work, and 
through whom, we can say of Reimert, “he be- 
ing dead yet speaketh.” 

Look around at the whole China Mission and 
see in the wonderful success and development 
a memorial to one who through quiet, self-sac- 
rificing, hard, administrative work has done so 
much to make that success and development 
possible. 

Look around, at the lives of his colleagues, 
and fellow missionaries whose lives have been 
touched by his and received much of his love, 
sympathy, patience, fortitude and _ spiritual 
strength. 

This was a life pre-eminently lived for oth- 
ers, and in a very real sense a life laid down 
that by his death greater good might come 
upon the people he loved. 





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The writer has faith to believe that Reimer't 
by his death will have done more for the people 
of Hunan than very many years of united mis- 
sionary effort. It was said of his Master—lIt 
was needful that one man should die for the 
nation that the people perish not—and so we 
believe this is true of Reimert. If through his 
death the province of Hunan is rid of that 
tyrant-bandit, Governor Chang-Kin-Yao, and 
his cut-throat troops at whose hands the peo- 
ple of Hunan have suffered so long and so 
much, then by his death, as by his life,—yea, 
more than ever one could by a whole lifetime 
of service—Brother Reimert has rendered a 
never-to-be-forgotten service to China. 


“Measure thy life by loss instead of gain, 
Not by the wine drunk, but by the wine poured 
forth, 
For love’s strength standeth in life’s sacrifice, 
And he who suffers most hath most to give.” 


The Chinese could well say of him what the 
Jews said of another as they wished to specially 
commend him to Jesus. “For he loveth our na- 
tion, and hath BUILT for us.” Brother Reim- 
ert showed, and proved his love for the Chinese 
by his fine constructive work. He truly was a 
skillful co-worker of the Wise Master Builder, 


140 The Martyr of Huping 


and should you seek a memorial to him, Look 
around in Hunan. 

His is the high honor of being counted 
worthy and called to higher service. Ours is 
the sad loss and added work and responsibility. 
“God buries His workmen but carries on His 
work.” 

Is not this wonderful life lived, and heroical- 
ly laid down, a call to you, dear reader, to 
come over and help us carry on this work? 

He Exemplified the Spirit of Christ 
By a Former Co-worker at Yochow 

I have received a letter from Chang-ming 
Pong, a graduate of our Eastview Middle 
Schools, who is now a student at Huping Col- 
lege. As it may be of interest to the many 
friends of Rev. William A. Reimert, I will quote 
part of it. 

“The awful news of Rev. Reimert’s death 
has already reached you, I think. Nevertheless, 
I like to tell you how it happened. On last Sun- 
day, about four o’clock in the afternoon, a band 
of soldiers, who had come from Changsha, 
landed at Lung Ewei Dzui, where they began 
to fire their guns to drive away the inhabitants, 
to murder them and to loot their residences. A 
number of people ran to our school to save 
their lives. Then some one went to tell Mr. 


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Tributes of Esteem 141 








Reimert and the other foreign teachers about 
the matter. Several times Mr. Reimert had 
experienced a matter like this, so he went 
straightway to the gate to await the coming of 
these soldiers, without any preparation. About 
half-past five they came to the gate, and de- 
manded entrance. This, of course, Mr. Reimert 
refused with a laughing face. But they, the 
soldiers, allowed no discussion and shot Mr. 
Reimert right in the heart. Mr. Bachman and 
some students, amongst whom I was included, 
were fortunate enough to escape from them, 
though we stood near Mr. Reimert and though 
they shot at us several times. Then we ran 
away for our lives and the soldiers came in and 
robbed everything they wanted. They remain- 
ed on our campus about an hour, shooting off 
their guns several tens of times, whenever and 
wherever they wished.” 

As I read the above, my thoughts went out 
to those other times that Mr. Reimert “had 
experienced such matters.” He was so modest 
that we always heard about them accidentally 
through some eye-witnesses. It was very 
hard to get the particulars from him. But we 
discovered the details in time, and in every in- 
stance he faced the danger “with a laughing 
face.’ Those of us who knew him most inti- 


142 The Martyr of Huping 
ed Ne He Se EN ol NA CEE ene 
mately knew how very closely he walked with 
his Master. He was in Christ and Christ was 
in him. And he faced the dangerous crises in 
his life with the same courageous spirit as that 
with which his Saviour set His face toward 
Jerusalem when He went up to His death. 
Surely we can ask nothing better of death than 
the Christian courage to face it without falter- 
ing, yes, “with a laughing face.” 

There was something pre-eminently Christ- 
like in Reimert’s character. It came out very 
strongly in the fact that he was a distinctly 
lovable man. Now to many of us the thought 
of a man being lovable carries with it a sug- 
gestion of weakness or of effeminacy. One 
finds it in writers such as the author of “Ben 
Hur,” who represents Christ as having a 
womanish face. But one cannot study the life 
and teachings of Christ without rejecting the 
idea that He was other than strong, strong in 
His very lovableness, and not in spite of it. 
And it was thus that Reimert always appealed 
to those who knew him. And those of us who 
knew him best, loved him the most. 

To the Chinese, such a character as that of 
Reimert made a strong appeal. Did he not ex- 
emplify the strong, loving character of Christ? 
Did he not live it from day to day? He not 


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Tributes of Esteem 143 


merely preached and taught that Christianity 
is a life, he lived that life. And what made him 
really a power for Christ was the fact that the 
better they knew Reimert, the clearer they saw 
the Christ revealed in him. Great as is the 
work of preaching to and teaching the Chinese, 
the living of such a life before them is far 
greater. 

We are going to miss him in our work— 
words fail me to say just how much. We will 
miss his wise counsel. We will miss his bril- 
liant work as a teacher. But, above all, we are 
going to miss his strong, Christ-like personal- 
ity, a personality that made itself felt by all 
who came in contact with him. 

As I look back over the forty odd years of 
my life, I see many things that have brought 
me deep joy. But I know of no time when I 
felt a deeper sense of joy and satisfaction than 
when I found that I was admitted to the inner 
circle of Reimert’s most intimate friends. And 
as the years have passed and I have grown to 
know him more thoroughly, my love and ad- 
miration for him have grown deeper and deep- 
er. And now that he has gone over, it just 
seems as though a part of my life has gone 
with him. Is it not true that as those who are 
a very part of our lives step over into the great 


144 The Martyr of Huping 








beyond, they carry with them, each one, a part 
of us, thus making that life a very part of our 
present life? And when our turn comes, the 
step will not be so bitter as we fear, for by it 
we realize our complete selves. Reimert has 
prepared for himself a very full life in Christ 
Jesus. May God give each one of us the grace 
and strength to do as well. 
J. FRANK BUCHER. 
Shenchowfu. 


XVII 
THE HEROISM OF MISSIONS 


Through tribulations and distress, they come! 
Through perils great and bitterness, 

Through persecutions pitiless, they come! 

They come by paths the martyrs trod, 

They come from underneath the rod, 

Climbing through darkness up to God, they come! 
Out of mighty tribulation, 

With a sound of jubilation, 

They come! They come! 


JOHN OXENHAM. 


CHAPTER XVII 
THE HEROISM OF MISSIONS 


HAT is the secret of the heroic adventure 
in the life of the foreign missionary? 
We have to go to Calvary, the School of Love, 
and there contemplate the unveilings of re- 
demptive grace. “For me to live is Christ, and 
to die is gain.” This is the mark engraven on 
the heart of every true missionary of the Cross. 
It is the program of Christ that the missionary 
adopts as his rule of life and conduct. He fol- 
lows whithersoever the Lamb of God goeth. 
Jesus laid down certain conditions for those 
who would be His true missionaries—the sent 
of God. The test of discipleship was, and is 
now, “He that taketh not his Cross, and follow- 
eth after Me, is not worthy of Me.” What a 
program for timid souls! How audacious for 
a stranger in Israel to lay down such an iron- 
clad condition! That program has never been 
changed; the condition remains the same. We 
do well in these days of self-assertion and self- 
protection and self-aggrandisement to reaf- 
firm this original program of the Master for 
us all. It is not by silence but by expression 
that we win: ‘Whosoever shall confess Me 
before men.” It is not by drifting but by en- 


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durance that we win. “He that endureth unto 
the end shall be saved.” It is not by self-ag- 
grandisement but by self-sacrifice that we win. 
“Fe that loseth his life shall find it.”” This was 
the program of our Lord then, and it is His 
program now. 

What is true of the individual is equally true 
of the Church. The Church that would live 
must die. There can be no Olivet of sweet com- 
munion without its Calvary of sweat and blood. 
In order to live the Church must be missionary 
in spirit, working out her salvation by the min- 
istries of her loyal sons and daughters—the 
bright stars in the crown of her rejoicing. The 
manifold grace of God can only be experienced 
by the Church in all its rich fullness when she 
proclaims it to the varied and manifold needs 
of the race. The evangel of Jesus is for all the 
world. Confine it to one tribe, or tongue, or 
clime, and you kill it. Take it to India, China 
and Japan; set it side by side with the teach- 
ings of the sages of these lands, and you will 
discover for your own souls a glow and a glory 
that will warm and illumine you in every hour 
of need. The lamp we hold out for others will 
shine more brightly for us. 

One of the questions that fond parents of 
missionaries and even friends of new workers 





The Heroism of Missions 149 


with their faces set towards China frequently 
ask, is: “Is it safe for my son, my daughter, 
or for me, to go to China during the perilous 
times in Hunan?” My reply has invariably 
been: “They are as safe in China as in Amer- 
ica.”’ Missionary Reimert was shot at Lake- 
side by a heartless soldier; Missionary Keller 
was run over by an auto truck in Cleveland as 
he was getting ready to return to China. A 
man is always safe, even though he dies, when 
he is following the Lamb of God whithersoever 
He goeth. “Who is he that can harm you if ye 
be followers of that which is good?” The man 
who lives in ease, and comfort, and bloodless 
service has no power to fertilize the waste 
places of the earth. But John Bunyan with his 
Bedford jail experiences is still living on in 
his Pilgrim’s Progress. This martyr for Christ 
is today still encouraging hope in the dying 
and opening the prison doors to captive souls. 
The Church that goes out in sacrificial minis- 
tries to the needy world is all-conquering. The 
men and women who gave away their lives for 
the sake of others are our present inheritance. 
“They loved not their lives unto the death, and 
they overcame by the blood of the Lamb.” 


Such is the range and reach of those in whom 
dwells the Spirit of Christ and who pour out 


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their life’s blood on fields of service for man- 
kind. Alas! our service too often ends where 
blood-letting begins. We stop short of the 
promise of fertility. ‘The blood of the martyrs 
is the seed of the Church.” It is the blood of 
service that sanctifies all human toil. It is at 
the point where service becomes costly that it 
begins to pay. Life becomes fruitful when it 
becomes sacrificial. How true of many of us 
that our service ends when we reach the bitter 
cup. “Are ye able to drink the cup that I drink 
of?” Jesus asks each one of us. Are we ready 
to follow the Lamb whithersoever He goeth? 
So long as He leads in green pastures and be- 
side the quiet waters we follow with willing 
step. But will we go with Him into the garden 
of suffering and on to the death of the Cross? 
Only as we enter into “the fellowship of His 
sufferings” will we find “the joy of the Lord to 
be our strength.” Laid up in heaven is the gold 
and silver of the loyalty and steadfastness and 
triumphant faith of those who follow the Son 
of God in His course a kingly crown to gain. 
This is our comfort as we look back; it is our 
inspiration as we look forward. 


XVIII 
HE BEING DEAD YET SPEAKETH 


Ye who bear on the torch of living art 

In this new world—saved for some wondrous fate— 
Deem not that ye have come, alas, too late, 

But haste right forward with unfailing heart! 

Ye shall not rest forlorn,— 

Behold, even now, the morn 

Rise in splendor from the orient sea, 

And a new world shall greet a new day. 


RICHARD WATSON GILDER. 


AAVUY) FHL PNILVIOOAG 





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REVEREND WILLIAM ANSON REIMERT 
CLASS «1901 
MARTYRED JUNE 13,1920. 

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MEMORIAL TABLET IN CENTRAL THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY, 
DAYTON, OHIO 


CHAPTER XVIII 
HE BEING DEAD YET SPEAKETH 


N the death of our martyr-missionary we 

find a clarion call to the young life of the 
Church who seek a worthy investment of their 
lives. Upon them rests the burden of the 
world’s reconstruction. The world is calling 
them and will not be denied. “Come over and 
help us.” It is the Macedonian cry of the New 
Era. Out there in China, in Japan, in India, in 
Africa, lies the new world of opportunity. 
Clouds and darkness rest upon the Far East 
and the Near East; difficulties will not give 
way, but we believe that the glorious conquest 
of the Christian Church is certain, and the one 
element in this victory will be the fidelity of 
the martyr-missionaries. Wherever there is 
the grave of a martyr, there we have the pledge 
of future possession. 

Today the call comes to us to dedicate our 
lives to the great task remaining before us, 
that those who have died, giving the last full 
measure of devotion, shall not have died in 
vain. 

In view of the wonderful life lived by our 
missionary Reimert, and heroically laid down 
at the gate of Lakeside, is there not in it a sol- 


154 The Martyr of Huping 








emn challenge to us to give our lives and pos- 
sessions for the salvation of the undying mill- 
ions in China? Let us behold their pathetic 
needs and limitless possibilities! Let us try 
to forget and forgive the tragic horrors and 
appalling difficulties of the past in Hunan, and 
with the bright promises of a new day in China 
face the future with the prayer of our Saviour: 
“Father, forgive them for they know not what 
they do.” This is high ground, but we cannot 
afford to take lower. Our dear brother in the 
Faith could say to those lawless soldiers: ‘Men, 
you may kill my body, but you cannot harm my 
soul. It will return to God who gave it. I shall 
see you in the Day of Judgment. I urge you to 
repent of your sins. Lord, lay not this sin to 
their charge.” 

“O China! China! Our noblest and best have 
frequently laid down their lives for you. Will 
you do naught in return? Surely you are not 
your own, but you are bought with a price, and 
what a price!” 

In his last letter to me, Brother Reimert 
made this request: “Do not work Dr. Hoy too 
hard.” Is there not in that anxious warning 
a loud and solemn call to the Church to send 
reinforcements to Hunan, where the laborers 
are so few (less than 200 among more than 


He Being Dead Yet Speaketh 155 


30,000,000), and the need so great? What our 
hero-missionary said of Dr. Hoy applies with 
equal force to every worker in our China Mis- 
sion. Prof. George Bachman, who was with 
Mr. Reimert when he was shot and at whom 
the first gun was aimed, but who dared the vil- 
lian to fire, closed a letter to Dr. J. Albert Beam 
with this pitiful appeal: “If only some foreign 
help would come.” That modest missionary, 
Rev. Edwin A. Beck, in referring to the tragic 
death of Brother Reimert, cried out: ‘‘Where 
is the strong man to fill the breach? Who are 
the men who will rally in a day like this?” He 
further writes: ‘‘These misfortunes have been 
befalling us, but it is our duty—yours and ours 
—and our Chinese friends, to loyally hold up 
the Cross of Christ, in spite of storms that 
blow and thunderbolts that sometimes crash.” 
A few years ago at the close of a sultry day 
a sudden thunder storm arose and the light- 
ning struck the tower of the college chapel at 
Lakeside, shattering it, though the building it- 
self was not burned. And there, above the 
ruins of the tower, the gilded cross was still 
standing, untouched. Despair had laid hold of 
the missionary, who did not know what the 
Chinese might think after their Thunder God 
had shown such particular displeasure for the 


156 The Martyr of Huping 


Christian religion. But one of the students had 
an inspiration that the distressed soul of the 
missionary was in need of, for he called on the 
sorely tried missionary to join with him in 
Singing the hymn: 


“In the Cross of Christ I glory, 
Towering o’er the wrecks of time, 
All the light of sacred story, 
Gathers round its head sublime.” 


God forbid that we should glory save in the 
Cross of Jesus Christ! He gave His life for 
the life of the world, and His eross is His 
supreme crown of joy. It is by the way of the 
cross that we reach the summit of our assur- 
ance that God reigns, and that though “clouds 
and darkness are round about Him,” yet 
“righteousness and justice are the habitation 
of His throne.” At the Cross we find the foun- 
tain open for sin and uncleanness in the house 
of Israel. There we get the vision that turns 
death into life and defeat into victory. The 
cross solves the mysteries of the world; it 
plants our feet on the Rock of Ages, marshals 
around us the angels of God, throws over us 
the shadow of the Almighty and encircles us in 
the arms of His love. 


Methinks after his translation into the King- 


He Being Dead Yet Speaketh 157 


dom above, our martyr-missionary Reimert is 
echoing back this message to all who mourn 
his loss and who will feel the absence of his 
love: 


“My thoughts are now for the souls of men, 
I have lost my life to find it again, 
FE’er since alone in a quiet place, 
My Master and I stood face to face.” 


“OQ make me meet to follow the marks of Thy 
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